Flower Moon - Carlo Bruno Jr.
You made a dark design
For that particular night in May
Strange marks on the calendar line
Your thoughts had gone astray
What do you want for Flower Moon?
So many hours locked in that room
My soul filled with a sense of gloom
When I pressed my ear to the door
A sharp click, then a scary twang
Every time you left the room
I asked you what you had in there
“A surprise”, you´d softly said
But my fear did not disappear
That scary white robe hanging there
Why did you buy those chilling red leather armguards?
What do you want for Flower Moon?
Why have we come to this hill tonight?
Why did you ask me to wear white?
What's in that case you bear?
It's a crossbow, now it's clear
Full moonlight, this robe in white, no arrow pass me by
Even if I run and try to hide
And I will look handsome lying on the grass
Dressed in crimson and white
You wanted to kill me on Flower Moon.