Smoke in the air Candles aflame Cup the air with grasping hands Feel the light from the hungry flame Melting like reality, the candle holds on The mist of delusion hangs still...wanting Life in the ballance, death weighing in The candle breaks a wall, pouring eternity Sitting, staring, the flame glances, wondering Enevitable end, unavoidable void The smoke fizzles to a none, striving A wind, a strong power, life and destruction It shivers with nipping fingers The flame shimmers and is gone Smoke...Gone like mad raid on the thirsty desert floor The breath of God? The licking younge of an eternal power? Will we ever have an answer? Wondering, the flame peeks out The wind has swept by and now is gone Triumphant, the flame emerges to live again Slowly, strength returns, slowly Long burn the flame! But where is the smoke? Is it not here? Yes, the flame is looking for a friend Cold hands embrace the little fiend But the smoke, where is it? Sadly groping, the little light looses a long time companion Quietly the flame dims with dispair With flame came wind, and flame again, now wind and dark Yes dark. Cold gripping dark. The flame is gone So long as you burn, little flame, there will always be a wind A cold and cruel wind... By: Leviathan A PeNiS Release