Paroles de Possessed by Madness

Overwhelming were the days, as autumn embraced the land of zephyr kissed the sky with passion... But more seldom we remembered the perfume of a long withered spring and summer's caress faded like a candle in the wind, leaving a legacy of gold... ...and still we slumbered - dreamless and forlorn... But for the sleepless who perceive, a blossom's tear will be a monument of those long faded summers and bears the seed of a new spring ...and those will feel no mourning as fall grands them a farewell kiss in the orchid-fileds because their gardens will gleam everlasting...