Scrambling hands reaching out to midnight
A face that watches a war
A trick of the sand, check the dimmer twilight
As darkness starts to fall

So hold your candles high

Cause the hours late and the world stands still
The hand of God is here
You whisper a song filled with words that kill
And now you shed your tear
Hold your tongue

Kills the lands in the days before us
Awoken once again
Respected dim causes gaze towards us
This broken world of men

So hold your vigils now

Cause the hours late and the world stands still
The hand of God is here
You whisper a song filled with words that kill
And now you shed your tear
Hold your tongue

The hours late and the world stands still
The hand of God is here
You whisper a song filled with words that kill
And now you shed your tear
Cause the hours late and the world stands still
The hand of God is here
You whisper a song filled with words that kill
And now you shed your tear
Cause the hours late and the world stands still
The hand of God is here
You whisper a song filled with words that kill
And now you shed your tear
Hold your tongue