A/Autumn Tears/Ode To My Forthcoming Winter, pt. 3 Autumn
The dying leaves soundlessly fall The withering trees whisper of winter dreams Thus she shamelessly unveils herself The silence is forever broken
Behold her blanket of darkness Enshrouding the solemn tranquility She becomes the earth with her kisses
The winds play their autumnal melodies Her children sing the song of her coming Dark formations gather in her mirth To storm the gates of earthly blissTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.