Weeping Willow

Song written by Elchgetuem in 04/17

So here comes fall

And all the things will

Be caught by the storm

Riding, rotting

Creatures that call

A warning to all

(He's) saddling his horse

First battle of war

So here comes fall

And all the things will

Be caught by the storm

Riding, dying

Streets to the tall

Buildings and halls

Crushed by the force

Crumble, crumble and fall

Blow it all away

Blow it all away

All the sorrows

All the pain and tears

Blow it all away

Blow it all away

All the people

Who are going insane