From the recording Insectual

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Jason Sevanick – Synth, Beats
Monica Durant – Vocals
Eric Surratt – Drums

Lyrics by Paul Green


To plant a seed
In poisoned ground and watch it grow
A desperate tree
Needs succor that cannot be found
Nothing can eat
What fruit it bares, still not allowed
Some truths they teach
Curse us to these empty sounds

Like a moth without a moon

To drop a line
With jagged hook into a worm
As sacrifice
So far from grace to be no more
An absent light
Bereft of form, a thing unborn
Through depths of night
And swarms of artificial lures

To break a will
By mixing hope with lashing ropes
Force bitter pills
Enough to choke, washed down with soap

Like a moth without a moon