And everyday again

Streams of violence

The coves of conversance

Was hollowed by waves of fear

Wet with tears

And the bud melts in embers

In the despondent flames of its birth

And he endures it

And hopes for the end

That will choke his blaze

In which his sores burn

[Outro]

Senseless

Is his childhood’s sorrow

Timeless

Are the throes of her frantic strokes

Senseless strokes

Upon Leaves Falling

Upon Leaves Falling