THY'LL C THY TAIL OF H'E'LL TAK'RAWL...
THY'LL WATCH AS THY RAIN B'GINS TO FALL...

WITH THY HARTS BURNING DOWN FROM RUBY TO BLACK
YOU SHALL LAM'NT. LAM'NT THAT YOU REMAIN, LOCK'D ON TRACKS.

ANOTH'R PATH. ANOTH'R HIM. THY PATH GROWS WRATH. THY PATH GROWS DIM.

DIMM'R Y'T DIMM'R
YOU'LL STAY, STUCK IN 'TRNAL WINT'R.

YOU H'RD H'VAN RING OUT FOR SPRING
SPRINGING AND RINGING, WH'N'LL THY WORLD STOP SPINNING?

SMURR B'GINS AND SMURR'NDS
AUTUMNAL R'TURN, ROUND THE B'NDS.

FORCES SHALL GROW BEYOND WHAT YOU COMPREHEND.
AND YOU SHALL MEET A WONDERFUL FRIEND.
THE FOREST'S FOR TREES, BUT NOW YOU'VE SEEN.
A PLACE IN BETWEEN, WHERE THE ROOTS REST THEIR FEET.

EVERYMAN'S PULLING ON EVERYMAN'S STRINGS
EVERYONE HEARS OUT; HOW THE CHURCH BELL RINGS.
WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?
IT'S FOR YOU.