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Candles (Within Temptation)

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. We tried 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 tried not to forget, they live through us. Slowly they die away at every candle's end