Winds blow, but they can't put it out
Waters flow, but it's not what it's about
A candle burns for those who died
Spirits live and won't be denied
The power they have lives on forever
Taken by men who thought they were clever
But the spirits come back to haunt them
Making them face the blame
Burn souls and burning minds
Burning forever until they find
Peace and happiness from heaven above
Until they can fly like the dove
Free to hunt and feed off fear
Free to bring killers to tears
Always speak easy about the dead
As they can hear every word that is said.