moth in the flame(herbarium of the withered dreams)


I've been a moth in a flame
during a month of blame
This times were cruel
My life was ruend
That hurts the feel
And crashes the will
then saw fawn forest
Callin' help 'n' modest
I made step in
Revision dream
Was made to decide
By leaves beside
"I'll never save you!
Destroy your favour!"
My neck of dreams is broken
My soul is bein' local
For my name was butterfly
And I'm goin' out to die

commin' vision
it's lies decidion
fib my fib
so where I'm know? why I made that step?
commin' vision
lies decidion.................step.....