(Instrumental)
my time hath come again my beatiful sisters
I allow thee to rest unrecognized
painlessly thou shalt sleep
as death creeps into pale flesh of fertile golden bliss
we shall not think of thy awakening
as long as I rule... my bitterness shall reign
and my frost shall reflect the night
falling upon Summer's withering remains
by D. L. Flow
my time hath come again my beatiful sisters
I allow thee to rest unrecognized
painlessly thou shalt sleep
as death creeps into pale flesh of fertile golden bliss
we shall not think of thy awakening
as long as I rule... my bitterness shall reign
and my frost shall reflect the night
falling upon Summer's withering remains
by D. L. Flow