The Crüxshadows - Matchstick Girl lyrics

Silent empty streets Forsaken to the cold Moonlit, her shadow, like ink upon the snow Barefoot, she shivers With nowhere else to go "Matches, matches here for sale" And on this drifting course through time Beneath the limitless sublime A heart beats lonely and afraid Phantom faces at her side In their anguish, cannot hide The beauty and the frailty of life In desperation, she strikes a match Her fingers burn with fire and ash Escape the hard, imperfect world Her eyes light up -- the matchstick girl Perception crashes, voices sing Like angels from a secret dream And then, as quickly as it came It fades into the cold Back into the cold The delicate and empty stars Whisper light without remorse And every shadow growing brave To stand below the moon A vision captures just the smile And lingers on her lips a while Before fading into the darkness A stranger past unknown And on this drifting course through time Beneath the limitless sublime Everyone who ever was will die (Everybody dies) After all the moments lived Whether too naive to give The mercy one must grant, if he should find In desperation she strikes a match Fingers blaze with fire and ash Escape the hard, imperfect world Her eyes light up -- the matchstick girl Perception crashes, voices sing Angels embrace her in their wings And then as quickly as it came It fades into the cold She strikes another, here again A nova burns, a halo's flame Against the hard, imperfect world Her eyes light up -- the matchstick girl And love delivers our belief A storybook, however brief And then as quickly as it came It fades into the cold Back into the cold A silent prayer, please God protect The fingers stiffened by neglect But you remember what Man forgets And for her suffering, Heaven wept In desperation she strikes the pack Fingers alive with fire and ash The warmth redeems a fading world Her eyes light up -- the matchstick girl Heaven breaks, and voices sing Like angels in her secret dreams And nothing here will ever touch Nor harm this little girl And in the alley, looking back Fingers cold, now stained and black The warmth departs a fading world Her eyelids close -- the matchstick girl The light breaks free this cruel space A knowing smile upon her face That stayed into the morning light Frozen in the snow The matchstick girl is home The matchstick girl is home