Light Of The Candle Lyrics – Mirthrandir

Account of a Gentleman Who Told Me He Was Chist
Lost in the dark of the windmill sound
Want of a friendship, the shine of a crown
I’ll only believe you when your hair’s on fire

And your name’s on the lips of the needed town-crier
Lost in the dark of the windmill sound
Want of a friendship, the shine of a crown
I’ll only believe you when the sky’s on fire

Written in blood, the newfound Messiah
The candle put out still returns to mind
The schizoid Jesus returns North to find
If sanity was lost to stories still not proven false

And he alone knows the truth, an oath before the cross
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Mirthrandir Lyrics – Light Of The Candle

Mirthrandir

Light Of The Candle