Within Temptation Candles ^минус

Take away, these hands of darkness.
Reaching for my soul.
Now, the cold wind blows out my candles
Feeling, only fear without any hopr.

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.