What would you give for that moment of pleasure
When all that you've worked for dissolves into energies
Wasting themselves on the bedsprings of brevity
Freedom from conscience is freedom from sanity

Who would you hurt for those instants of excess
When reason sinks downwards submerged in the nowness
It's new and exciting and open to Access
So, charge your account with a new bill of madness

Like a moth to the flame, you're circling your lust
Like a moth to the flame ,the light drives you on
Like a moth to the flame, your wings will turn to dust
Like a moth to the flame, when you reach your desire

You're raping yourself in a blindness of passion
Murdering everything precious to you
How many time must you see it all happen
Say " this is not what I expected to do "

You want it all ways , you want it so pure
But you're walking in a maze and the exits are obscured
You want it all ways you want it so clean
But, Try looking backwards see just where you've been


Like a moth etc.