Tekster:
Candlemass Nightfall

Sunrise I greet you, the beauty of your light so warm and tender was never the night In tears I see you, the last time it will be so give me your blessing

Death is present the candle has burned out the scythe is raised he's eager to reap the extreme unction prepares for the last flight but God knows where

Let me stay here by your side be one with you my precious child Let me cover your bed with tears I will save you from all fears I burn the candles for

can tell Holy mission forever he's sworn to protect our world from hatred and scorn He will not fear though the Sabbath is near twelve strokes for Candlemass