An Autmn Ebening (Darkness Crave) - Wind of the Black Mountains

I see around me, the sunset so grey

Stretching their shadows, so far away

Beneath the cemetary, my footsteps tread

Lie low and alone, the silent dead

Beneath the ground, beneath the mould

Forever dark, forever cold, demons rape

Immortal souls

As they laugh, the night is born

Strike down christ, with mournless blows

An autumn evening, darkness shall crave

An autumn evening, Satan has slain christ

I dream of those who are no more

Sweet darkness, are you there soul

Demons of hell, I see you again

As hanging children’s arms, weep in pain

In the fiery fields, place my blackened soul

In his narrow cell, forever reign

And shed a tear of blood upon my coffin

From each fallen drop brings me my

Darkest autumn!

My darkest fuckin autumn