Wither کے بول

I fell on my knees, without mercy I could feel the noose strangle me My eyes couldn't see, I couldn't speak When the season of withering came on to me Close to the ledge of life, I will bleed for your sins I wish my life unborn, so in sorrow I didn't drown Take my hand, (and walk with me let me lead you), let me lead you into oblivion Be smothered in pain, and all in vain Do you really think you are sane? Be the one to yearn, you won't learn As the season of withering comes on to you Close to the ledge of life, I will bleed for your sins I wish my life unborn, so in sorrow I didn't drown Take my hand, (and walk with me let me lead you), let me lead you into oblivion Autumn fire burns in the woods Season of wither has come again The darkness shrouds my day Season of withering has come again Autumn fire burns in the woods Season of wither has come again The darkness shrouds my day Season of withering has come again Autumn fire burns in the woods Season of wither has come again The darkness shrouds my day Season of withering has come again Autumn fire burns in the woods Season of wither has come again The darkness shrouds my day Season of withering has come again