It's hard to live and breath
To find the god there none exists
Even though if every falling leaf
Turns to ember in solemn autumn mist
It's hard to pretend blindness
When summer is taken away by her
And it's hard to pretend sightless
When not hope is in my eyes but fear
It's hard to leave thee behind
To leave you your sight that's hallowed
To know that other I shall not find
Be kind... Find land that is not shallow
Dig me deep and under solemn autumn mist
For I failed to find the god there none exists


Inferis_




