It's getting cold and I feel it coming
There is some hope
For you and for me
God is coming close
God's
dark autumn nights
The end of innocence
Breeding the autumn child
He
cries in the trees
?? everywhere
The
child, he cries in the trees
Hiding behind
the dark clouds
Dark sky darkens
the trees
Snow joins the moonlight to
light your way
Your freezing hands dig the
grave
Your freezing hands dig the grave
For your dreams, for your dreams
A soul stuffed with wait
Bitternes
filss the golden memories
A tiny child
seeking himself
You feel your heavy load
better than ever
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