Woorden: Within Temptation. Enter. Candles.

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 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