Somber shadows mourn the dawn of autumn  Within the forest of eternal grievance  Its twisted and withered trees stand lifeless and barren  Cloaking this ancient burial ground in spectral gloom    Lamentations of the dead  Echo through this desolate twilight    As darkness falls and night reveals  A fearful place of frozen grief  Beneath the wings of this mournful angel  Chilling horror grips the spirits of our funeral  As we fall into eternal September  The procession to interment  A dirge of misery sounds......    Onward into the darkness  Among the doleful shadows  Our graves await in silence  A realm of haunted sleep  The ages of time mean nothing  Perpetual sorrow is born.....    Commence the rites of burial  For the season of mourning is upon us.......