Seasons Of Falter

Within this hole you reside

The gathering snow

To have traveled so far

With nothing to show

So far from the warmth of the sun

So far back where I've begun

I can no longer run

I no longer wish to hide

Seasons of falter

And the tears that shall be cried

The pale horse that rides

That carries your name

The people gather and mourn

In the cold winter's rain

So far from the warmth of the sun

So far back where I've begun

I can no longer run

I no longer wish to hide

Seasons of falter

And the tears that shall be cried

So far from the warmth of the sun

So far back where I've begun

I can no longer run

I no longer wish to hide

Seasons of falter

And the tears that shall be cried