Pale Light Of Silver Moon Lyrics - Falconer

Dweller of the Sombre Lanes, 

Crow of the gutter and grime. 

Striving through the dark for gain, 

Up to the gallows you climb. 

Through your most stagnant life 

The rusty blade leads the way. 

Rags and a muddy cloak 

Is but your sole array. 

Among the hawking beggars, 

Among the thieves. 

Pale Light of Silver Moon 

Cast your light upon wicked plans. 

To anthems of virtuous' ruin 

The villain and the sinner, they dance. 

Hailing from penury's womb, 

Sprung from the bower of sin. 

Where fate held nothing but gloom 

And future wore a taunting grin. 

Find the scavenger's demise 

By the trail of the poverty. 

Look for the vulture eyes 

On the fair of misery.