Flickering candlelight in the dark,
lighting the room, alone.
Finding dark to consume,
might i be its destiny?
Fear, not to be seen,
glad to light the way.
The cold breath rising beneath,
can't turn out the believe...
Rushing in the mind of the light,
biting the cold fear inside.
Saying good things in blind,
destiny awaits at the gates...
Sorrow is gone, vanished,
knowing on thing, what's right.
My way of being at the night
is to be light for someone...