"After 7 Years On A Dusty Shelf
  The Book Seemed Unreal
  For 7 Years In An Ancient Rhyme
  The Fate Of A Girl Was Sealed"
  
  In The Attic I Was Searching By The Moonlight
  What Would I Find
  Old And Grey From Dust I felt It Staring Back
  Oh That Book
  
  Yellow Pages Caught My Eyes, So Unreal
  Through the Dust Of Time
  In An Ancient Rhyme The Truth Had Been Sealed
  On A Broken Shelf It Would All Be Revealed
  It Had Been There For Years
  And No One Ever Knew
  
  Now Break The Spell And Free The Girl
  From The Candle Of Fate
  Look At The Flame And Say The Rhyme
  The End Is Near, No More Pain, Ah You're Free
  As The Candle Melts Away The Spirit Of The Candle Girl
  Emerges From The Flame, She Doesn't Seem The Same
  With A Smile On Her Face She Starts To Speak
  "Hear My Story:"