Children Of Bodom - Kissing The Shadows
The fa int bla ze of the ca ndle of my life slowly dying like a fire in a pouring ra in. No spa rks of hope inside, no shooting sta rs on my sky. On broken wings, no flying high...
Another night, a nother demise... Ca da verous wind blowing cold a s ice... Ill let the wind blow out the light cuz it gets more pa inful every time I die.
Out of strength to fight, I ca nnot ta ke a nother night. I ca nnot ta ke it no more. Lust of light slips through my fingers like blood on my a rms. Bla ck ca ndle wa x ha s buried me...
Another night, a nother demise... Ca da verous wind blowing cold a s ice... Ill let the wind blow out the light cuz it gets more pa inful every time I die.
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