The Black Moth (Instrumental)
Laureli Amadeus
3:43If I go out tomorrow I don't want to go out like this The looming ache that hums in my heart God help us, truth, it was cursed from the start It goes like whoa And I let go It'll be pretty in its destruction As we all erode into nothing When the lights go down When it all blacks out It goes like whoa And I let go (When the lights go down) (When it all blacks out) It goes like whoa And I let go