Cold sweats through late summer, blood traces on the ground
The dry earth cracks and shadows grow, a dying sun sinks down
Horrors and cold slaughter, silent mystery
Staring down the winding sheets, draped across the trees
And back up in the city, I watched the falling leaves
Blown wild across the courtyard and gathered at your feet
Fallen leaves
Words cut from a puzzle, filled with kryptonite
Moved around and rearranged, dark in your heart at night
In your heart at night
Cold sweats through late summer, blood traces on the ground
The dry earth cracks and shadows grow, a dying sun sinks down