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
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