Fate, fatal, fate
An act of hate
That greets my fall from grace

I'm seeing things in a diffrent light
These days of my sobriety
Shines through my cell at night
Mr. Moonlight, I've Polmunt on my mind

Fate, fatal fall
An act of hate
That greets my fall from grace

I'm seeing things in a diffrent light
These days of my sobriety
Shines through my cell at night
Mr. Moonlight, I've Polmunt on my mind

Mr. Moonlight, I've Polmont on my
I've Polmont on my
I've Polmont on my
I've Polmont on my mind