Heaven, I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek
Just take this candle, it's the one you gave to me It has enough light, just enough to torture me Just take this candle, it's the one you gave to me
Übersetzung: Verdrahtet. Kerze.
: I see the candle light burning in your eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night... of passion and pain The razor caressed
may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived Would you like to see Our secret holy place? I come here late at night To pray to him by candle light
knife Take me to the garretts where the artists have died Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine Light coloured candles
: The very brightest candle of all has been extinguished Smothered by those who could not bear to face reality Every beat of your heart tore the lies
smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv'd vast spiders
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine Light coloured candles
or endless stories Reads from a book of night and day Crystals in her gaze Shows me of a place inside a maze Cities golden splendor Only life surrender Candles
Hotter than an atom bomb, holocaust so vast While devastation is our homeland, light ain't all that fast Vesuvius erupts our tune, igniting all in reach
what we got" but what we got now is friction she tellin' me intimacy and friendship she ain't mixin' the f word Chorus 1 Verse 3: [Vast] yo, you burnin' the candle
mist Great vast landscapes, frostbitten woodlands Frozen thunder, hellish blizzard storms Here snow will always fall Black majestic winter magic The evil frozen moonlit nights In morning mist The great vast
soul Dark is the shadows of life Hot as Hell You take the matters into your own hands From now on it's downhill A single candle burns - In the vast consuming
Below the lid of a vast rounded monument Trickling of gristly vestiges and whacked hopes Enhanced by the horrible excess of fetid exhalation And uterine
in a gaol, w/in a white free protestant Maelstrom We're perched headlong On the edge of boredom We're reaching for death On the end of a candle We're
us spawn! The arrows of time points us all. Oh, well, the maddening laughter growing louder with the memories. Atoms like incense rising, like a thousand candles
