Blue flames, blue flames, burning me in blue
No one looks inside the golden shining box, no one’s there
The thread is cut, unable to tie it back, carried away by a cold feeling
Within the walls of an illusion built so high
Should we let the moonlight reveal and see through it?
Beyond the overlapping white mirrors
Shall we reflect your shadow within?
The wax keeps burning, scattering its heat
My heart races to the rhythm of the blue melody
A small window begins to open, it opens
Blue flames, blue flames, burning me in blue