Black Bared Trees کے بول

black bared trees in fog haze is in the air it's cold and I'm alone and far away from home! the taste of moisture a new season is born entrance of darkness the smell of death and birth! late leaves touch the ground another age is near see these black bared trees lighted up by a shinin' moon! the taste... another age is near predetermined transformation! I'm lying down on the ground I close my eyes I can hear the wind blow through the branches of decayed wood heartbeat gets faster and faster blood's pressure seems to mount sweat is running down my brow cold hands formed to a clench my body begins to tremble head seems, seems to burst I can feel god's nearness I can feel one season die... another age is near predetermined transformation!