Colours burst in wild explosions;  Fiery, flaming shades of fall  All in accord with my pounding heart  Behold the autumnweaver  In bronze and yellow dying,  Colours unfold into dreams  In hordes of a thousand and one  The bleeding  Unwearing their masks to the last notes of summer  Their flutes and horns in nightly swarming  Colours burst within  Spare me those unending fires  Bestowed upon the flaming shades of fall  September flies beyond our reach  As the flames reborn their fall  October is the art we teach  With the flaming shades of fall  November, robe of prophet  - heart of false redeemer  Night whispers  As the flaming shades of fall now die.  Darkness,  Wild and unchained  Towards its heart we plunge  We must crush the false redeemer  With the flaming shades of fall