Tides of October washed over me again Like a choir of whispers that wakes in me as the dark arrives Year after year, building my black coffins under falling leaves With rusted nails, among the rusted trees And I cannot hide
[Verse] These chariots of flames and shades that light the night, I cannot hide! These thoughts that broke the silence, like thunder in my mind My hands of demons and words of saints, In the end they all will remember As I ride this madness and drag these coffins, These coffins of November
Like an echo in this valley that I walk, I chant out the weakness Like a cathedral of souls so lost, my heart always reminds me Of those piercing eyes like diamonds, like dying embers in the night When I lay down with my ghosts, who drag me away from the light
[Verse] These chariots of flames...
Raindrops on my shallow grave, where I listen still and quiet Scared to breathe and wake those thoughts, To wake the curse in me again
These coffins in the woods, These wooden sanctuaries from the world I can't hide any longer from this coming darkness This killing season of the mind [2x]
The dark that flames the fires in my eyes Is the light that guides me through the night I build these walls to save them Tonight I count these coffins, five caskets open wideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
