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.

We try not to forget, They live through us Slowly they die away at every candle's end.