Is this what we call sorrow
When these tears fill the void
And one cant be forgiven when the end is within sight
Black candles light the pathway, the pathway to the end
I run through fields of broken glass and I fall down again
The blackest churning sea erupts and pulls me down to die
I hear a voice that speaks to me and says, «This suffering is right»
Black Candles light the pathway, the pathway to the end
I run through fields of broken glass and i fall down again
As my conviction loses power, I breathe my final breath
close my eyes and repent for all of the things i said
Then it hits me like lightning, this is not the end
I wont forget the past, no more
This tear is now mine to mend
Mine to mend
Black Candles light the pathway, the pathway to the end
I run through fields of broken glass and i fall down again
close my eyes and repent for all of the things i said
Then it hits me like lightning, this is not the end
I wont forget the past, no more
This tear is now mine to mend
Mine to mend