In a forrest pitch-dark
glowed the tiniest spark
it burst into flame
like me
like me.

In a heart full of dust
lives a creature called lust
it surprises and scares
like me
like me.

In a tower of steel
nature forges a deal
to raise wonderful hell
like me
like me-

My name Isobel 
married to myself
my love Isobel
living by herself.

When she does it she means to
moth delivers her message
unexplaind on your collar
crawling in silence
a simple excuse.