Seasons Seasons change as I do Lucid Rapture Movement As omens Timeless Beatings From the truths demise In memories now, I invent myself Illuminating the forest of breaths I’m trapped inside the pulse of my rage, Ecstasy of pain, ferociously engaged In a cage that hangs from time Descending worlds claim my remembrance Nothing less to feed the mouths of the dead Open wide the blind eyes of reason Οh arch of blood now bridge my awakening Face of all, gate of my being, bring dawn to me And carry me through to the far side of life (side of life) Where rivers flows in the dark Splashing amid the drought Where I've I've heard the singing of my imprisoned Melodies of fate, in cries With a premonition of light To emerge from the darkest time Nothing less to feed the mouths of the dead Open wide the blind eyes of reason Seasons Seasons changed as I did Lay on evermore my shadow Omens turned to statues Covered with leaves and mud Ruins now turned into sand Death from the fever of time Nevermore my shadow Evermore my own self