15 September 2012
In the morning sun
With the air so cold
You hug yourself tighter
Or dress up nice and warm
Autumn is here
So the leaves are falling
The birds are calling
They'll soon leave for winter
And soon it will be allhallows eve
A day for becoming what you used to be
Be it a deaden wolf or a fallen queen
A skeleton pumpkin or the master bee
It be up to you
And your burned out past
What you used to be
It will catch up to you fast
The Morning Sun • Opuss № I