Paroles de Season

This is beautiful morning of day Birds are singing their symphonies today Flowers are awakening again but look my into my misery and face so pale come darkest winter sun burns my skin My soul was born... torn! but I don't have needs for pity of summersun and white purity pure darkness is only place to be there's thousand seekers who search for satan those who found are here with me there's thousand seekers who search something more than we are those who found are here with me season... Give me a reason why i have to stay show me how much there's time me to pray darkness is paradise beside I don't even need your advice sweer darkest winter came to me...