Farmôr - The Moth & The Flame Lyrics

Gypsy traveler, sleepless in the dead of night
Wings, like paper, desperate for a trace of light
A blaze that beckons; tongues of flame, flickering
Incandescent, endlessly hungering

For a soul in the dark filled with yearning
Fickle flame, how it longs to keep on burning

Drawing closer, tempted by the open fire
In a dance with Danger, descending on the funeral pyre
A haunting vision, succumbing to the inferno
Forever merging - crimson, gold and indigo

On a wing and a prayer as it passes
To emerge like the Pheonix from the ashes

Said the moth to the flame, "I gave my life to you"
Said the flame, "I allowed you to kiss me"