every time i die

The faint blaze of the candle of my life
slowly dying like a fire in the pouring rain
no spark of hope inside
no shooting stars on my sky
on broken wings, no flying high

another night, another demise
cavaderous wind blowing cold as ice
i'll let the wind blow out the light
cause it gets more painfull every time i die

out of strenght to fight
i cannot take another night
lust of light slips through my fingers
like blood on my arms
black candle wax has buried me

another night , another demise
cavaderous wind blowing cold as ice
i'll let the wind blow out the light
cause it gets more painfull every time i die