Woorden:
Autumn Tears Love Poems For Dying Children Act I

Gazing deeply into small eyes Forever softly they shall speak Whispering voices from deep within Cries of pain for no one to hear They shall never see

blanket of darkness Enshrouding the solemn tranquility She becomes the earth with her kisses The winds play their autumnal melodies Her children sing

Only to feel, to touch, to love myself again My life, my soul, my entire existence in this dying world In exchange for one brief moment of true happiness

footsteps I guide them to my sweet sanctum Please forgive me For what I hath done My soul is but for you to take Tears wash away my sins My darkest hour

Autumn hath awakened her children I am the raging storm and gentle breeze I am the glistening stream and earthen soil I am the rain and the ever darkening