This Autumn breeze shall strip the trees

And freeze me to the bone

Why must these three sisters tease

Their lonely brother so?



Knowledge is a curse

But ignorance is worse I fear

Would you agree my dear?

I have watched you grow

From the same seed as my own shall grow

And they will never know how



How this Autumn breeze shall strip the trees

And freeze me to the bone

Why must these three sisters tease

Their lonely brother so?

I don't know

I don't know



Pleasure is a sin

And abstinence shall win this day

And that's the way it's gonna stay

Black Parisian lace

Your salvation-my disgrace

My God

Where did you go wrong?



I don't know if I can stop my eyes

From drifting slowly over holy temples of the soul

No self control



That Autumn chill is with me still