Ben Nichols - The Last Pale Light in the West lyrics

[Ben Nichols - The Last Pale Light in the West lyrics]

In my hands, I hold the ashes
In my veins, black pitch runs
In my chest, a fire catches
In my way, the setting sun

Dark clouds gather 'round me
To the West, my soul is bound
Well, I will go on ahead, free
There's a light yet to be found

The last pale light in the West
The last pale light in the West

And I ask for no redemption
In this cold and barren place
Still, I see a faint reflection
So by it, guide my way

The last pale light in the West
The last pale light in the West


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