Somber shadows mourn the dawn of autumn

Within the forest of eternal grievance

Its twisted and withered trees stand lifeless and barren

Cloaking this ancient burial ground in spectral gloom



Lamentations of the dead

Echo through this desolate twilight



As darkness falls and night reveals

A fearful place of frozen grief

Beneath the wings of this mournful angel

Chilling horror grips the spirits of our funeral

As we fall into eternal September

The procession to interment

A dirge of misery sounds......



Onward into the darkness

Among the doleful shadows

Our graves await in silence

A realm of haunted sleep

The ages of time mean nothing

Perpetual sorrow is born.....



Commence the rites of burial

For the season of mourning is upon us.......