Like Moths To Flame - Thrice

Once again these bitter herbs,

The perfect complement to all your cryptic words.

I nod but don’t know what to say,

But I know you,

And I believe you’re who you say you are so I,

I will follow you,

Lay down my life.

I would die for you,

This very night.

Once again the bread and wine,

But it seems the meanings may be deeper still this time,

And you surprised me when you said I’d fall away;

Don’t you know me?

I could never be ashamed of you.

I will follow you,

Lay down my life.

I would die for you,

This very night.

I’ve never been this cold,

The fire’s gravity compels,

Like planets cling to Sol,

I feel my orbit start to fail,

Like moths to flame I come,

Too close and all my oaths are burned

As stars begin to run,

All my accusers take their turn,

And calling curses down.

From my lips lies like poison spill,

And then that awful sound,

The sound of prophesy fulfilled,

And then I met your eyes,

And I remember everything,

And something in me dies,

The night that I betrayed my king…