Candles
Take away,These hands of darkness.Reaching for my soul.Now, the cold wind,blows out my candles.Feeling,only fear,without any hope.
A thousand dark moons.A thousand winters long.A million fallen stars,the candle burns in the womb.
We tried not to forget,they live through us.Slowly they die away at every candle's end
A thousand dark moons.A thousand winters long.A million fallen stars,the candle burns in the womb.
We tried not to forget,they live through us.Slowly they die away at every candle's end