[Verse 1]
Time in arguments will end
Flames of preparation
Fingers felt the whipping
Hand that feeds the flame

[Pre-Chorus]
Escalate the drought
Itching to join the fray

[Chorus]
Wishing that darkness was sound
Shutting desires out
Wishing that darkness was sound
But as moths to the flame... we go

[Verse 2]
You, the ignorant
Take sides in these three dimensions
Nullify importance
Confined within the page

[Pre-Chorus]
Scan for rapture again
Look for an instant save
[Chorus]
Wishing that darkness was sound
Shutting desires out
Wishing that darkness was sound
But as moths to the flame... we go

[Bridge]
Mere moments pass and still it seems
Detached from insight, thought and word
Ever since it lost its edge, lost in the noise forever be
In the blur of information, the nail that never sticks
The nail that never sticks

White Noises dissolve the clarity

[Verse 3]
White Noise / Black Silence
Venting a foul stench, purging the fevered self
Behind a traitor's name
Face the consequence, taken back in the eyes of fairness
A nobody forever... hidden and locked away

[Pre-Chorus]
Working the boards again
Giving the wrath away
[Chorus]
Wishing that darkness was sound
Shutting desires out
Wishing that darkness was sound
But as moths to the flame... we go