| In a forest pitch-dark | |
| Glowed the tiniest spark | |
| It burst into flame | |
| Like me, like me | |
| My name Isobel, married to myself | |
| My love Isobel, living by herself | |
| In a heart full of dust | |
| Lives a creature called lust | |
| It surprises and scares | |
| 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 | |
| Unexplained on your collar | |
| Crawling in silence, a simple excuse | |
| Nana na nana, nana na nana | |
| 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 | |
| Unexplained on your collar | |
| Crawling in silence, a simple excuse | |
| Nana na nana, nana na nana | |
| Nana na nana, nana na nana |