As midnight casts its shadow
Moon hides behind the crystal clusters
Wind roars through the silence
And rustle of leaves to the same beat
A burning candle, far away into the night
Loyal to the Lone eagle, cursing its fate
Protecting it from the coldness of wind
Shielding it from the darkness of midnight
Yet the frail soul, never can feel the dying candle
Moon hides behind the crystal clusters
Wind roars through the silence
And rustle of leaves to the same beat
A burning candle, far away into the night
Loyal to the Lone eagle, cursing its fate
Protecting it from the coldness of wind
Shielding it from the darkness of midnight
Yet the frail soul, never can feel the dying candle