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.