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