(1ST VERSE)
Oh no, what is this feeling?
Thoughts of you now creep into my head.
Against my will, a smile begins to spread.
Why can't I stop this from taking hold?
A tender touch becomes a memory, cold.
I try to resist, but the pull is too strong.
(PRE-CHORUS)
This growing ache, a constant, subtle hum,
A silent warning of what is to come.
I see the edge, the precipice so steep,
Yet still, towards your light, my weary spirit leaps.
(CHORUS)
Drawn by an incandescent gleam,
Against all reason, it would seem.
This fragile heart, a fluttering thing,
Drawn to the fire's fatal sting.
Like a moth consumed in fiery grace,
I rush headlong to my burning place.
Will this yearning ever cease to be?
Blindly dancing where I cannot see.
(2ND VERSE)
The closer I get, the more I fade away inside.
How can my feelings for you still reside
When you offer nothing in return, it's true?
Believing in someone who doesn't believe in you.
Another cold embrace, yet a flicker of warmth I seize,
A desperate hope for comfort, a moment of ease.
(PRE-CHORUS)
This fragile hope, a dangerous, flickering spark,
Igniting shadows in the lonely dark.
I know the outcome, the inevitable sting,
But still, the siren's call, my foolish heart will sing.
(CHORUS)
Knowing the danger, yet I can't resist,
This self-destructive, burning tryst.
A fragile wing against a searing light,
Consuming darkness with all of its might.
I see the inferno, feel the searing heat,
Yet still, my foolish wings will beat.
Bound to this torment, a predictable fall,
A moth's surrender, giving you my all.
(3RD VERSE)
You're my weakness, my ultimate undoing,
My kryptonite, my will constantly subduing.
Caught in a whirlpool, relentlessly drained
Only to feel the inevitable, bitter pain.
Like a planet in orbit, by the sun forever bound,
So close, yet unreachable, on this desolate ground.
Unable to break free from this gravitational pull.
This pursuit of your heart, the game of a fool,
Tearing myself apart, right from the initial start.
Why this cursed desire, this agonizing need in my heart?
Planting seeds of sorrow, a harvest sharp with pain.
(BRIDGE)
Rage boils within, at my own weak, yielding will,
This self-inflicted torment, this agonizing thrill I feel.
To crave a touch that offers only fleeting grace,
A phantom warmth within this desolate space.
I see the chasm, the unbridgeable divide so wide,
Yet still, this foolish, yearning heart cannot be denied.
(GUITAR SOLO - Fast, chaotic, and dissonant, reflecting the inner turmoil)
(4TH VERSE)
Each glance you give, a shard of glass that pierces my soul,
Each word you speak, a venom slowly taking its cruel toll.
I drown in longing, a suffocating, endless tide,
With open eyes, I witness my deep love denied.
This obsession, a festering, open wound that won't mend,
Leaving me hollow, wanting more until the very end.
This futile devotion, a path paved with constant pain,
Doomed to this torment, over and over again.
(CHORUS)
What ancient instinct pulls me ever near?
To find my solace in what I should fear.
A delicate dance with a fatal de
