Leafs are falling, black and lifeless.
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Wind of autumn, carry them away... far away.
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Wandering beneath the trees.
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Dancing with the cold shadows.
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To the tunes of the gloomy rivers.
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A melody of darkness with a song of no words.
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The arcane epitaph of the long lost images.
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Visions floating away to where only memories exist.
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Memories of ancient kingdoms rising to the surface.
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I dance and remember the moon and the stars.
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As the wind sweeps my face I see the moon.
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In the river with a touch of autumn.
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Fog covering my feet in the first season of mist.
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A crown of shadows drifting away in the rain.
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Leafs of autumn, black and with no life.
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This mournful play is the floating birth of desire.
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Mysterious secrets arise in the absence of light.
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Gloomy in a silent time life is the process of dying.
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As a feast for the dark autumn is the funeral march.
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This veil of sorrow is my emblem of death.
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The Arcane Epitaph
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