Moth Songtext
von The Spoiled

The room was there, so gloomy and wide
Did you fear to come inside?
The price to pay so close to pain
The past I′m wondering you'll find, again


Never promised it to the skies
Never thought we′d gone this far
Never promised it to the skies
Never thought we'd gone this far

Your voice is echoing repentance
For the mass murders you've perpetrated
Your bleeding hands are now wide open
The grim will come for your life, again

Never promised it to the skies
Never thought we′d gone this far
Never promised it to the skies
Never thought we′d gone this far