Fall Equinox
Feel free to die,
For the end is Nye,
Now you’ve really crossed the line,
For you Death will be divine,
The flames in your eyes,
Will soon die,
Now you die with the gift of light,
You will be gone on Judgment-Night,
For we are folly,
The light is calling,
Black night,
Dark sky,
The Devil’s Cry.
By,
-Teva