Silently watching the candles glow Staring into the brightest flame It burns like we used to do Casting long, dark shadows Twisted shapes dancing on the walls As the wind blows cold my candle dies Now everything disappears Reaching out my hands but no one is Ever there Screaming empty silence For a moment I thought we all were dead But now the candle burns again
So many years wishing I was yours All the tears have bleed my heart dry Beating out emptiness, cut and open wide I feel nothing and of nothing do I dream Lost in hopelessness I never thought I would forget Closing myself to remember Searching deep inside And the candle burns again Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again
Watching all these numb people with stiff faces Carrying their dead children and never-lit candles All these old men of Power Ensnared in a net of their own wisdom Dry dust Spread from their Dead lips The undying flame trapped In lifeless shells But all candles shall burn again! Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again
The signs of resurrection Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again