year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair When owls call the breathless moon
s been a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona, where all the green of life had turned to ash. And I felt I was on fire with the things I could have
s really real, really I'll? Run up on you, hit you with Israeli steel, yo we really will Through windshields, windpipes, and car seats You die on the
is what you saw there Be down or be gone Let's get it on there Turn of the century Age of the microwave One foot on the moon But, you can see it gettin
's been a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona, where all the green of life had turned to ash. And I felt I was on fire with the things I could have
and mid-light Ash black sweeps the character away A truly awesome, sight Outside, makes room and weep for it The amazing thing is with secrets unfolding Abound, on
's really real, really I'll? Run up on you, hit you with Israeli steel, yo we really will Through windshields, windpipes, and car seats You die on the
fragments. Shards of glass reflect... Shards of glass reflecting the pale of the moon. In the pale of the moon, I dance amongst damned. This dance of
the year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair When owls call the breathless moon
