From "The Book of Jonah":

"7 years have gone
It can no longer be left undone
The candle must burn again
And pain must follow the unholy flame"

"So burn! Burn! Burn!
And free the spirit from its chains"

Here I am
Blinded again by that flame
In every candle that I burn, burn!
I see that same face returns, it returns

Eyes in pain
My little queen, are you a dream?
In every candle that I burn, burn!
I see that same face return, it returns

Time [bad word] for you to tell the [bad word] What shall I do?
The tears [bad word] from her eyes
If she could only tell me why, tell me why

The Jonah
The Jonah

In twisted key she speaks a word to me
And then I see
Her face falling apart
The word "Jonah" is her mark, she's branded