Novembers Fall

A black winternight
Total silence
Wilted leaves on my grave
Dead wood, dead animals

No bird is flying through the air
Only endless frost
What gleams in the trees
Is the light of hope

Covered with a towel
The skin is bleached
I await in the depth
For the insects corroding me

Nobody's here bringing me out
They all have forgotten me
Look at these insects
On forgotten body

Fear

It is a cold and damp winter
Taking our breathes away
All the hope is gone
And then we die

In Novembers Fall
In Novembers Fall