Texty: King Diamond. The Best Of King Diamond. The Candle.

Seven years have gone
It can no longer be left undone
The candle must burn again

And pain must follow the unholy flame
So burn, burn, burn
And free the spirit from its chain

Here I am blinded again by that flame
In every candle that I burn, burn
I see that same face return, it returns

Eyes in pain, my little queen, are you a dream?
In every candle that I burn, burn
I see that same face return, it returns

Time has come for you to tell the truth
What shall I do? The tears are running from her eyes
If she could only tell me why? You don't tell me why

The Jonah, the Jonah

With twisted key, she speaks a word to me
And then I see her face falling apart
The word Jonah is her mark, she's branded