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