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 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...
[00:01.150]Alas, Autumn... do not fear, my dearest [00:10.726]We are both misunderstood [00:16.460]Thou art the one who welcomes me [00:23.774]As I sweep through thy portals I shall now relieve thee [00:40.455]From thy colorful melancholy and sorrowful fatigue [01:02.809]From every word of betrayal [01:07.020]Hangs upon an icicle of misery [01:14.876]Collection of tears of my past, now frozen [01:22.766]I mourn Man's false dreams [01:26.234]And the ones who think me a fool... shall lay before me [01:31.490]Bleeding red crystals upon my frigid smile... [01:37.882]Into my wet, white grave [01:44.216]So I can touch their suffering yet feel no remorse [01:53.472]They pray to Summer... but they sacrifice unto me...
