The winter bird sang its last song, with tears my eyes 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲! The wafting fragrance from 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘳 now falters in 𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲!   I've counted every last leaf of autumn as it swayed to its skeletal self, In the cups of intoxicating 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘢 your swirling...

  Every night when all the lights cease, The darkness from the days fails to linger, To a dreamland I mirthfully embark, Traversing territories that reality flashed a stop, I lie down in the verdant meadows mellow, Forgetting the ramshackled roof that echoes, I...

    The sky is enraged and serrated with winged birds of metal 𝗜 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴, The streets yonder are tinged crimson with muted herds 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲, With vengeance billows of smoke blow hither-thither 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀, The cracked windows converse with the tearing rooftops...