Autumn from Whales' Empire by Whales' Empire

Stay away, I can't see what's the fucking matter
praying for your mistakes won't give ya anything better
my mind is frozen, my eyes are cracking
understanding that this world is growing old

dead leaves, bent trees, decaying is around me: bridges are turning back to grit
everyone thinks it will be saved, but the final aim is the hell they waived

I'm still searching for the heat to fight the cold
we are the dempness, it's our fall

A crowd of cowards is here with no behaviour
i spread my eyes and I've seen they are all traitors
Underneath the sky I lie, the curse you chose is your own life.

I'm still searching for the heat to fight the cold
we are the dempness, it's our fall
but don't fear the light everything will be alright

Dead leaves, bent trees, decaying is around me: bridges are turning back to grit
everyone thinks it will be saved, but the final aim is the hell they waived

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