Leafs are falling, black and lifeless
Wind of autumn, carry them away far away
Wandering beneath the trees
Dancing with the cold shadows
To the tunes of the gloomy rivers

A melody of darkness with a song of no words
The arcane epitaph of the long lost images
Visions floating away to where only memories exist
Memories of ancient kingdoms rising to the surface
I dance and remember the moon and the stars

As the wind sweeps my face I see the moon
In the river with a touch of autumn
Fog covering my feet in the first season of mist
A crown of shadows drifting away in the rain
Leafs of autumn, black and with no life

This mournful play is the floating birth of desire
Mysterious secrets arise in the absence of light
Gloomy in a silent time life is the process of dying
As a feast for the dark autumn is the funeral march
This veil of sorrow is my emblem of death