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Silently watching the candles glow
Staring into the brightest flame
It burns like we used to do
Casting long, dark shadows
twisted shapes dancing on the walls
As the wind blows cold my candle dies
Now everything disappears
Reaching out my hands but no-one is
ever there
Screaming empty silence
For a moment I thought we all were dead
But now the candle burns again

So many years wishing I was yours
All the tears have bleed my heart dry
beating out emptiness, cut and open wide
I feel nothing and of nothing do I dream
Lost in hopelessness
I never thought I would forget
Closing myself to remember
Searching deep inside (a sparkle)
And the candle burns again
Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again

Watching all these numb people with stiff faces
carrying their dead children and never-lit candles
All these old men of Power
ensnared in a net of their own "wisdom"
Dry dust
Spread from their
Dead lips
The undying flame trapped
in lifeless shells
But all candles shall burn again!
Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again

The signs of resurredtion
Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again
Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again

BORN AGAIN!
Silently watching the candles glow   Staring into the brightest flame   It burns like we used to do   Casting long, dark shadows   twisted shapes dancing on the walls   As the wind blows cold my candle dies   Now everything disappears   Reaching out my hands but no-one is   ever there   Screaming empty silence   For a moment I thought we all were dead   But now the candle burns again      So many years wishing I was yours   All the tears have bleed my heart dry   beating out emptiness, cut and open wide   I feel nothing and of nothing do I dream   Lost in hopelessness   I never thought I would forget   Closing myself to remember   Searching deep inside (a sparkle)   And the candle burns again   Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again      Watching all these numb people with stiff faces   carrying their dead children and never-lit candles   All these old men of Power   ensnared in a net of their own "wisdom"   Dry dust   Spread from their   Dead lips   The undying flame trapped   in lifeless shells   But all candles shall burn again!   Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again      The signs of resurredtion   Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again   Burns again, Burns again, Burns again, Burns again      BORN AGAIN!