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They're cradling a candle burning in the cold dark rain

I'm standing in the isolation of a game again

They're welcoming the coming daylight of the world insane

They're waiting for the deadly fire

Enter with the fallen, embrace the deep

Internal the poison, into a sleep

You're illustrating fields of sorrow in a stolen name

The tolling of incessant bells reverberating pain

The chorusing of voices calling down the darkened glades

They're waiting for the deadly fire

You're asking for the serenade to call your name again

The voices of the past dilute the rumoured sound of rain

The principle of strong affection is the birth of pain

They're burning in your deadly fire