Dance to the will of the wisp that torches the wick and sing
I am the moth
My passion is my flame
My only goal in life is to reach the light and return from whence I came'

In which of your favorite pieces does your artists heart reside?

Can its resonance absolve you in the dark
Pardon me wholeheartedly
It's not my job to point the sun in its rising position
I've simply got a trigger finger on completing every side mission

My main goal harbors moonlight within a metallic thorny crown jutting ever so slightly from my brow

The blood on my crest tastes of old acrylics
From a time in space and solace where my heart knew no interest in lyrics or the occupation of my neighbor's spirit
Those were the days where love was so real you'd feel it

Now it's a commodity for which we're fighting and stealing

Hands to the ceiling

I share the burden on my brothers backs because I've been around the block with mine a couple times
From the tallest tree on the island of destiny all the eye can see surrounding these lands is darkness festering and I can speak no more on how it's rage has tested me

Hear no evil
See no evil
Speak no evil
Have no fun
You've gotta ticking time-bomb that bursts when your depression has won
Are you bound by the dark
Are you birthed by the sun?
Do you creep in the night?
Do you fly with the doves?