Torn Wings

[Verse]
In the dead of night, a butterfly turns into a moth
Torn wings flutter in the darkness, feeling lost
Violence breeds hatred in the moonlit sky
Obsession consumes, disorders make you fly

[Verse 2]
Hallucinations of a better self, a twisted illusion
Flying in the night sky, filled with confusion
The moth seeks solace in the shadows of the night
But the darkness only feeds the eternal fight

[Chorus]
Torn wings, torn dreams, flying in the night
Hatred and obsession, a never-ending fight
Disorders and hallucinations, a twisted fantasy
The moth longs for peace, but finds only agony