It is the shadeweaver's season,

the widowmaker's fall

and it takes no reason to tear you apart.



Cast a side your enlighted soul

I'll tell you story untold

throw away your mask so proud

I'll do it with or without.



As came the time shadows seize the day

without passion, life went on anyway

thought it should end, and my soul descent

on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin.



The convex tears of infinity, there wept

before dawn of time...



As came the time shadows seize the day

without passion, life went on anyway

thought it should end, and my soul descent

on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin