Four Seasons Of Frustration

- the circle opens -
"the dead season (winter)"
In winter when the cold winds blow
I walk out of my dwelling-place
I'm so afraid, but i should go
Release me from that dead-end maze

"season of awakening (spring)"
In spring when st. dame nature awakes
The sun gibes at the winter's corpse
And i don't learn from my mistakes
I'm still uncertain of my roads

"season of bloom (summer)"
In summer when wild flowers blossom out
And larks sing softly
In the morn lie in the bed,
I wake up and shout when - in my dream - i die at dawn

"season of extinction (autumn)"
In autumn when the days drag by
Dead leaves fall on the nature's floor
Somehow or other, we shall die...
In winter when the cold winds blow

- the circle closes -
(repeat all verses 2 times)