Lletres: Autumn's Grey Solace. Ablaze. A Rhythm That Writhes.

Clouds are blackened
All around
Here them cracking
Into a sound
Seas are waking
Sleep no more
Feel it taking
Us to your shore
Don't let me go
Don't let me go into

Go into a rhythm that writhes
A rhythm that writhes on
My rage
Wait until the rhythm is over
So I can survive

Trees are burning
Fiery winds
Leaves are turning
A dusty spin
Can you see this?
Through my eyes
Quiet madness
Earth to sky
Don't let me fall
Don't let me fall into

Fall into a rhythm that writhes
A rhythm that writhes on
My rage
Wait until the rhythm is over
So I can survive