Slow-Chamber Candles' Choir

I've seen your heart so many times,
Mind's within praying candles
Where I worship you.
Dreadful hypnotic weather.
Endless appearance.
Even when these eyes go down
I wandered for what I stand...
May not tremble my hands,
But why are my feet so cold?
I wish I knew it all.
Make no lie. No sinner!
I wish I wasn't right
And knew you would believe us.
It's a fact; I'm not frightened to cry...
Light plays the rough corner wall reflection!
It used to hide...
It used to hurt...
Framed sun in a candle box... innocent reward.
It's all so different now!
But what difference does it make,
A burning chest on a long locked breath?