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
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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