I am a candle
which you have tried
with all your might
to stamp right out,
to stamp right out,
and sliced my throat
for the thousandth time
but one bright night
but one bright night
she'll light me up
and I will shine just as bright!
In a vicious battle
In a vicious battle
of dark and right,
life won today,
took all that's mine
it smothered me;
it smothered me;
it trampled me up
-- left me for trash
ripped out my heart,
ripped out my heart,
it's not a wound,
but a blazing gash
but I am a candle
but I am a candle
and I will shine