WITHIN TEMPTATION

WITHIN TEMPTATION - CANDLES

rate me

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 trie 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 trie not to forget, they live through us.

Slowly they die away at every candle's end.

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