Light a candle for the damned and the lost.
For the father son and all the Host
My heart to yours, my flame burns bright
May we guide each other to greet the night.

Under the lady's watchful gaze
we stumble about in a blood tinged haze
For we are lost, ne'er to be found
Wandering alone, lost in the crowds.

Find me, love me, Hold me close
Let me blossom, a hardy rose
Don't mind the pain, those thorns dig deep
As in my dream, I long to sleep.