Testo Into The Autumn Shade Evoken
Lamentations of the dead
Echo through this desolate twilight
As darkness falls and night reveals
A fearful place of frozen grief
Beneath the wings of this mournful angel
Chilling horror grips the spirits of our funeral
As we fall into eternal September
The procession to interment
A dirge of misery sounds......
Onward into the darkness
Among the doleful shadows
Our graves await in silence
A realm of haunted sleep
The ages of time mean nothing
Perpetual sorrow is born.....
Commence the rites of burial
For the season of mourning is upon us.......
