It's getting cold and I feel it coming 

There is some hope 

For you and for me 



God is coming close 

God's dark autumn nights 

The end of innocence 

Breeding the autumn child 



He cries in the trees 

?? everywhere 

The child, he cries in the trees 

Hiding behind the dark clouds 



Dark sky darkens the trees 

Snow joins the moonlight to light your way 

Your freezing hands dig the grave 

Your freezing hands dig the grave 

For your dreams, for your dreams 



A soul stuffed with wait 

Bitternes filss the golden memories 

A tiny child seeking himself 

You feel your heavy load better than ever 



You are the autmun child