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
