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



You are the autmun child