It's my kind of weather
It's cold and trees are bare
The season is changing
They're burning the witches
Black clouds are covering the sky
Souls are floating up in the night
Magic powers seem to scour
Ice is glistening, winds are whistling
Coldness rapes you of your warmness
Light some candles for your light
Day is gone, it's early night
It's my time of the year
Hot sweatness disappears
The season is changing
They're burning the witches
Black clouds are covering the sky
Souls are floating up in the night
Magic powers seem to scour
Ice is glistening, winds are whistling
Coldness rapes you of your warmness
Light some candles for your light
Day is gone, it's early night
I love dark overcast
The castles are graceful
The season is changing
They're burning the witches
Black clouds are covering the sky
Souls are floating up in the night
Magic powers seem to scour
Ice is glistening, winds are whistling
Coldness rapes you of your warmness
Light some candles for your light
Day is gone, it's early night