Songtexte:
Autumn Offering The Ghost

this world? Where were you? I don't know. I gave it all, and you gave none. What's left inside is left undone. This time confronted, with all these ghosts

this world? Where were you? I don't know. I gave it all, and you gave none. What's left inside is left undone. This time confronted, with all these ghosts

to pervert, but poets of my name Sang of penumbral victories that sorcery had claimed The Graal and mighty Caliburn as votive offerings To an England

rewarded offering a finder's fee that I know no one will pay I've got multiple personalities and my inner children are runaways I feel rewarded offering