The Lay Of The Autumn

(I...) I sing with a shattered voice

(I...) I sing with a heavy heart

There is the deepest well of dreams

Echoed a distant song

I hearkened to the hallowed voice

Stirred from ageless sleep

Through this barren soil you came

Sweet scent of spring

Came and cast the earth in bloom

Lent your light to me

But now the summer's dreams are bent

Like grain against the scythe

And memories of blissful days

They fall like leaves

For autumn's songs are made of loss

Of yearning and regret

In bitter tone they are recited

Uttered with a heavy heart

"I sing with shattered voice

A tale of marred souls

I cry for consumed hearts

And springs forever gone"

The lights of sun and stars will fade

And moon covers its face

All the tunes will quiet down

And the songs shall die

As this wretched heart unfolds

Like mouth of furnace grins

Inside there's but a blackened cell

Full of filth and flames

There once was time when I resounded by your side

There once was time when I trembled under your eyes

What do I hear when you're gone?

The wind's harrowing cry

What do I hear when you're gone?

The sighing of the languid grief

Cold creeps in, silver crowns the land

Long are the evening now, grave the guilt's weight

Stars shriek their emptiness in the darkling sky

All the world is but a barrow shrouded in white