I walk through the desert Alone in the night And I see all the Gods In the distant cold light. They’re bathing in blood Of the children they killed And the dead are left dying In the empty blue well.
All the people are dying alone and there’s nothing here for you to hide. All the people are always alone and September will bring the dark tides.
She walks through the gardens with thorns in her head a black angel waiting with tears that fall red. The city’s have fallen, the leaders have died and a dead silence covers the towers blue light.
All the people are dying alone and there’s nothing here for you to hide. All the people are always alone and September will bring the dark tides.
The fall of the leaves turns the color to dusk, the change of the air burns the water and rust. The ones that lay still in the hedges behind the cathedrals are waiting to cry in the night.
All the people are dying alone and there’s nothing here for you to hide. All the people are always alone and September will bring the dark tides.
As the winter bears down on the darken old town a cold wind has changed it’s direction. She breaths one last breath and lets go of her life, and the end of the world will greet us tonight.
All the people are dying alone and there’s nothing here for you to hide. All the people are always alone and September will bring the dark tides.