Blow out the last candle,
leave me alone
and let me cry.
I deserve this
this frozen ice land,
this bleak existence.
Don’t,
don’t,
don’t bother me
with your warmth.
What right,
what right do I have to it?
None,
none,
none,
I will never be beautiful.
I will never deserve the light you have.
Don’t give it to me.
Just blow out the last candle;
let the dark surround me,
consume me.
Don’t worry about me;
don’t hesitate in walking away.
Just,
just go.
There isn’t much left
for you to even know,
so why bother?
I am cold,
so cold.
I want you to warm me up,
but you aren’t here.
I told you,
I told you
to walk,
and I don’t know where you are now,
but it’s not here.
I deserve this
this frozen ice land,
this bleak existence,
Go ahead,
don’t let me tie you down.
You deserve the light waiting for you
already surrounding you
don’t waste it on me
don’t let me steal it from you.

Such an angel,
you are.
I have never known
better.
So don’t bother with
saving me from this cold,
with holding me in my pain.

I will never be beautiful.
I will never deserve the light you have.
Don’t give it to me.
Just blow out the last candle.