Texty:
Autumn Offering The Decay

Just one more high This life is all I know Hide in myself I'm condemned by myself I'll decay before my time Choking upon this guilty deed of mine Home

Preklad: Jesenná ponuka. Úpadok.

of me like castle spires tasting raw earth as they bleed into me at this darkest hour I will join the dogs an industrial cemetery is my only offering

the cycles ending and time for the living to die their infant sacrifice - I offer unto thee merciless, bitter and cold - like an autumn breeze pluto