The blaze of the candle is stretching it-self Like a flower that sees the sun Oh please come back - the bliss I felt Can I find myself from the scum? Blessed with the faculty Chosen by the lord The keeper of the legacy It's me, but I'm recalled Wray abbey I raised is sinking on me My power has made me weak The one I deceived enjoys when I bleed No pity for me when I weep The blaze of the candle is hanging its head Like a flower that meets a night The dance of the demons continues in red 'Till shadow man quenches the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
