Season Of The Fall

Closer, keep moving, enchanting
This is the cruel wind's night

Mares are riding, demons haunting
In the soil lies bitter sweetness
They fear me
Fallen angels crawling restless
Earth is howling, moon is dancing
For me

Closer, keep moving, keep steady

Catch the falling wind
To be free from me
You are outnumbered by leaves
Aging in your grief

Ground lies covered by a blood red
Shore in which the ocean lies so
Wide awake
Final hour, mares are screaming
Night is covered by a dying grace
In this death

Catch the falling wind
To be free from me
You are outnumbered by leaves
Aging in your grief

Closer, keep moving, keep dancing
This is the cruel wind's night