Worshiping the blood goddess
Just a fool following the empty trail
So fragile, so naive
A desperate hollow
Looking for the flame
It is the goddess's charm
Hypnotized by her eyes
Looking for the blood goddess
Deaf to the words of the universe
What if? What if I could?
Just a little moth
Attracted by the flame
It is the goddess's charm
Mesmerized by her beautiful smile
Just a moth, nothing but a moth
I am in flames as I try to reach her
My wings immolate and I don't care
Burning as I fall
Drugged by the flame
Impossible to reach
She smiles and stand still
Hoping that she will sing to me
I wait until there's nothing left of me
It is the moth effect
Slowly dying
By the flame
