THE BURNING OF THE CANDLES LIGHT  

       THE GROWING DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT

        EMPTY SHADOWS FEEL MY EYES               

        AS MY HEART GROWS COLD AND DIES    

        EVERY WHERE I TURN, IMAGES OF YOU ARE ALL THAT I FIND

       PAINFULLY EATING AWAY AT MY SOUL AND AT MY MIND        

       NO VISION OR MOVEMENT, MY WORLD IS DEAD                       

       AS MEMORIES OF YOU RUSH THROUGH MY HEAD