Testo di Moth

Privilige to fly but cannot see, prisoners to die or so it seems Now stuck in web don't know, my trust in web their fate Brings them in safe, brings them in safe Life just started, dying when it began Way of life, to feed her young Till death it waits, panic a sedate, tired and effortless A life unmissed, for what it holds, to die in wait That you need so, to live for fate That you need so, to live for fucking fate Solo Cure to wait, of blood to taste Fail to, see bloody now A trophy, feel the pain Helpless it tries, time has come Life just started, dying when it began Way of life, to feed her young