Black Moth
Words and Music by Patrick Harnish
I'll be the kiss on your skin, sends chills down your spine.
I'll be the whisper in your ear, to tell your mind.
I'll be the hand of the fingers been running through your hair.
I'll be the blessings you wished for. The Answer to your prayers.
Won't be the pain in your heart, makes it so hard to sleep.
Won't be the dark in your lungs, makes you wanna' scream.
Won't be a voice that can lie from it's mouth through it's teeth.
Won't be a sin or a sorrow or a burden or a beast.
I will never be.
I will never be.
Won't be no black moth flying above your bed.
Won't be the dark shadows it sent racing through your head.
Won't be no black moth or the flutter of it's wings.
Won't be no dark sigil or a sign of darker things.
I'll be the love that we made under star and moon's glow.
I'll be the breath on your neck and a tongue that moves slow.
You are a gift from god to be worshipped and adored.
I won't be a promise that is broken or a reason you implore.
Won't be the pain in your heart makes it so hard to sleep.
Won't be the dark in your lungs makes you want to scream.
Won't be a voice that can lie from it's mouth and crooked teeth.
Won't be a sin or a sorrow or a burden or a beast.
I will never be.
I will never be.
I will never be.
I will never be.
Won't be no black moth flying above your bed.
Won't be the dark shadows it sent racing through your head.
Won't be no black moth or the flutter of it's wings.
Won't be no dark sigil or a sign of darker things.
I will never be.
I will always be.
I will never be.
I will always be, yours.