The Candle

(альбом: Fatal Portrait - 1986)

"7 years have gone, it can no longer be left undone
The candle must be burn again, and pain
Must follow the unholy flame
So burn... burn... burn
And free the spirit from its chain"

Here I am blinded again by that flame
In every candle that I burn, burn!
I see that same face return, it returns

Eyes in pain, my little queen are you a dream
In every candle that I burn, burn!
I see that same face return, it returns

Time has come for you to tell the truth, what shall I do
Tears are running from her eyes
If she could only tell me why, tell me why

The Jonah... the Jonah

In twisted key she speaks a word to me and then I see
Her face falling apart
The word "Jonah" is her mark, she's branded