Gathering of Black Moths Songtext
von Swallow the Sun

Hell is here, where the storms are drawing near

We are black moths, separated from the core
Chased away into the night, to the farthest shore
Where storms rip our wings apart

We circle around the flame
Holding on to the light of hell that glows for us
In our name, of pain and betrayal
This is our home, on the farthest shore
Where the bells toll fear

We are the black moths
Circling around the flame

The distant lighthouse in the raging storm
The glow of the safe harbour we will never reach
Like a compass without the North, we are lost
Ever changing course from home, forever lost

For our sins we are cursed to stay here

For all the wings we left behind
Burned and broken

Now the ones to hold the blackest ones


On our backs they keep us alive in this world of the dead
But not to be remembered, only in all evil

We are the black moths
Circllng around the flame

For a thousand years of suffering
A price from the life we left behind
Thrown into the loneliness of this last shore
From the life all promises
Into the abyss of souls parted

We are the black moths

Separated from the core

Chased away into the night
To the farthest shore
Where storms rip our wings apart


And the calm is only to remind us of our black hearts
The one that beats no more, won′t hurt anyone, evermore
Now I am finally home where I belong
Flying into the flame of hell every night
Just before the sunrise to burn to ashes
Just to form again for a new night of suffering
To remain what I was
The evil, again and again
And again and again