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My mind is drunk with a passion for death

My senses are filled with visions and scents

Of mouldering leaves, of decaying flowers

Choking my lust for life

Life is only a fading stripe of sun

Severing the clouds from the ground

Severing night from day

The last outpost of...

Life is growing paler each hour

And with every hour a day

With every day a thousand leaves

Turn yellow then fall...

Into the Storm

Torn by the wind and rain

Autumn come, emerge through

The Eye of the...

Storm to lay my mind waste and silent

I'm shedding tears for my long lost joy

I'm shedding blood to harmonize with

The autumn tints and...

Crimson shades eclipses my being

Laid bare is my within as well as without

Laid bare is the path we all have to choose

The path leading straight into...

The Eye of the Storm

Devouring every wit of hope

Summoning the Mighty Four

To blow us all like mouldred leaves...

Into the Storm

Torn by the wind and rain

Autumn come, emerge through

The Eye of the Storm