Colours burst in wild explosions;

Fiery, flaming shades of fall

All in accord with my pounding heart

Behold the autumnweaver



In bronze and yellow dying

Colours unfold into dreams

In hordes of a thousand and one

The bleeding



Unwearing their masks to the last notes of summer

Their flutes and horns in nightly swarming



Colours burst within

Spare me those unending fires!

Bestowed upon the flaming shades of fall



September flies beyond our reach

As the flames reborn their fall

October is the art we teach

With the Flaming Shades of Fall



November,

Robe of prophet - heart of false redeemer

Night whispers as the flaming shades of fall now die



Darkness, wild and unchained

Towards its heart we plunge

We must crush the false redeemer

With the flaming shades of fall