The Dying Lyrics
A black candle shines before my eyes.My thoughts are lonely and empty.Tired I stare into the burning bright flame.All light will cease. It's just a matter of time.The day, the candle, the sun and the stars.The dying is waiting for the fall.The dying will leave the world without a hope in the blackest dawn.I drift away into the flame.The candle is burning weaker.Now it's almost gone and I meet the fear that I've hidden from.The ashes of torture fills the ground.A blood red sky has turned to black.Like everything will.The dying is waiting for the fall.The dying will leave the world without a hope in the blackest dawn.
Bay Laurel The Dying
