Winter's Warning V. Winter Requiem - Autumn Tears
Alas Autumn do not fear my dearest
We are both misunderstood
Thou art the one who welcomes me
As I sweep through thy portals
I shall now relieve thee
From thy colorful melancholy and sorrowful fatigue
From every word of betrayal
Hangs upon an icicle of misery
A collection of tears of my past now frozen
I mourn Man's false dreams
And the ones who think me a fool
Shall lay before me
Bleeding red crystals upon my frigid smile
Into my wet white grave
So I can touch their suffering
Yet feel no remorse
They pray to Summer
But they sacrifice unto me
