As autumn comes Cold is her breath Of fire her colours Of frost is her embrace Silent are all angels As she’s striding by In her wake only snow Pure and dead she rise
As the memory of summer stands aflame Gone the warmth of a better yesterday Facing the dawn, cold and alone Dim the stars that shine so distant Vain are we all, but no gods to judge us For mourning times of hope and lesser hurt Be it know that our kind will never die We take but one step back into the shadows
As winter comes Frozen are her lips Of grey her colours Deadly her embrace Gone are all the angels As she’s drifting by In her wake but nothingness All still as she rise
As the memory of summer stands aflame Gone the warmth of a better yesterday Facing the dawn, cold and alone Dim the stars that shine so distant Vain are we all, but whom to judge us For mourning times of hope and lesser hurt Be it know that our kind will never die We take but one step back into the shadows