Autumn Wed Us, Sinned and Lone

Deep in the autumn's grave I lay

Watching grey sky cries day by day

Hearing the silent song of the past

Feeling my future how comes to dust

Winter comes on a yesterday's rain

With bitter smile is painted in grey

Dressed in a suit of frozen tears

They are not mine - but fallen leaves…

Winter calls with the howl of winds

Which intricate between branches of trees

I foretell that my soul too

Will go to pieces finding you

Frozen earth still keeping my sleep

My heart stopped beating under your feet

There are no dreams as there are no you

Here by my side, how sad but true…

Summer blooms after springs down

With worried flight of cirrus clouds

Warned of a thunder in piercing rain

They make me glad - but worsened pain…

Summer ends with the croak of rooks

Which fly to south leaving my wounds

I foretell that my reason too

Will go to cities finding you

Lie naked on wet bed

I count our past lives in my head

"Leave it behind!"

Murrey blood and autumn wed

Our fates that dyed in red…

Wears of love

Weave it from blood

And rain of salt tears,

Tears…

Like bird of love

Like light breeze's puff

Sweeping us, beloved, to heavenly…

Pain, filth, hate

Bane, grief,

Sate

Your thirsting knife's blade,

Copulate it with veins and wait for the trip

Then tremors in throat, first step to the grip

Of hairy queen's hand that wieldeth the rod

Of the life or the mort

Because you're fool,

Self-dependent parting's tool

Don't be unfaithful to your love, which granted by the Lucid Gods

When Norn unites the clues of lots, creating flower of love

Without fail we need to find our roving second half

And without part we'll keep the flame of our hearts like only origin of life

This zygote of true happiness and harmony for us

Heed me, my love, I feel your heart

Your darling warmth not far away but

Impenetrable grounds divide

Us and I trust we'll meet some time!

Autumn roars with funeral gales

It brings me cold, it roughly wales

My weary soul that turns into sore

Sophistic thoughts that clothed in gore

Autumn falls with the gold of leafage

I'll be eternal winter's liege

You whisper me that "My heart misses!"

For my clasps and ardent kisses…

Ghostly smoke covers my bed -

Here I lay can't rise my head

Under glass-painted by the frost -

I enchained my faith to lost

Trembling, freezing in the fairy land

I won't read the answer for the letter I've sent

Sleeping, watching all the strangest dreams

I will never rise again my wings…

Anguished slough will not absorb

Our feelings and our throb

I please, believe and hope!

Look upon the frights of mob

Rise thyself o'er the globe!