Summer's End کے بول

Gathering the treasures of fields, forbidden fruit With a tangible visions inside Consuming the dreamscapes Burst trough your fragile shields Take you for a ride We came to the woods, to a latent feast Dancing on moss-grown soil Hiding away from the rational world Dancing on moss grown-soil The odour of harvest time The immense sky turns grey The sun softly shines Until it slumbers away One with land's decay We came to the woods, to a latent feast Dancing on moss green-soil Hiding away from the rational world Dancing on moss green-soil Summer's End Soaked by perception Summer's end Truth and deception Witness the madness, watching the splendour Cover your eyes to sink in the deep Witness the madness, watching the splendour Dreaming in a dream in your sleep And smother the sun for a while Touching your own beauty and vile Embrace the gloom that stares in your eyes On the edge where reality dies Summer's End