| When everything is falling down
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| And going backwards — turning chaotic
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| I feel the whispers of the darkest night
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| Enclosing to me insanity
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| I feel and see the world getting enthralled
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| In secrecy, with misery
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| When the leaves are falling to the ground
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| The silent enigma of autumn
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| Cry those thousand tears
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| Cause autumn has arrived
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| We are heading for the darkest hours in our lives
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| Whispers are flying like leaves in the air
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| The storm is soon to come
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| Looking at the shadow-dance
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| I feel the pain inside of me
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| I see the water freezing, reflecting
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| The moonlight from the sky
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| Tonight is the night when promises fail
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| And its failure is the sign of human deception
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| Cold is the autumn enigma
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| So wide and precious
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| But still so unknown
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| So beautiful and cruel
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| It never stops to fascinate me
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| When it screams out my name
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| Cold is the dark autumn enigma
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| There is no answer to its might
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| Can you feel the process of dying?
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| The sun has disappeared from the crimson sky
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| Bleakness engraves its picture
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| In the depths of our souls
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| Sometimes I wish I could sleep it all away
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| Walking in an endless silence
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| Where I find myself in gloom
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| Is this enigmatic season the end of us?
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| I know there is no way of turning back
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| We’re all trapped in a prison
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| In the grace of confusion
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| They’ve seen the coming of darkness
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| You know there’ll be no brighter day
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| Forever caught in its claws
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| The winds are blowing in the night
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| That doesn’t have an end
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| The key that leads to the world of wonders
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| Is buried somewhere far away
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| The search is all in vain
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| It will never be found again
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| The key that leads to the world of wonders
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| Is buried somewhere far away
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| The answer lies in the dark autumn enigma
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| Eternally unknown to man |