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An Autumn Colder than WinterTremendous summer moves towards its endI'm nailed to this bed Tied to a machine And a needle blows through my blood I'm forced to live though the soul is dead Though the soul is dead This is the life I was given The gift of the God I've always been told And I've got no right to give this hell up Though summer moves towards its end lead: Dave Two visions wave before me: The first - the emotion of a warm wind In a distant spring; And the second - a goddamn priest and his ritual Putting the end to my life A veil, a thin veil hung between them Autumn's finally here An autumn colder than winter |