Candles - Within Temptation
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 try 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.
Artist: Within Temptation
Title: Candles