Rapture

I hear the sound of the triumph of rapture
Lock arms so we can all die together
Loved ones will sew our bodies below
In shallow graves, rotting beneath the glowing Moon

I see the faces I was meant to trust reflect off my iris
And I am afraid
I know that the voices I cherish will blur my thoughts every night
And I am afraid

It's a dance; flutter soft and slow
Look through me; there's a warm glow
Come outside but don't look
Everything we built has died

They play the hymn mocking my loss
Crushing my body

I was a moth caught in the light of my friends
I was a moth who will be lеft behind in the end

Rapturе has left me alone
And I am afraid