Lifeless they fall apart
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Golden as our precious art
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My love sinks into a thick grey veil of mist
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Trees, leafless trees, the epitaph of the sun
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What once was green presents now grey and trist
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A gloomy grave, a foreseen death, a symbol for our pain
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Drowned in a flood of autumn rain
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Sillouettes of light astray somewhere in the clouds
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Ravens traverse, involving withering shrouds
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Autumn Grey Views
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| Empyrium |
