The summer has ended quietly surrendered Laying it's weapons on The ground 'round her feet The chimes they are calling, The leaves they are falling To cover this land with their innocent lives
Lalalala, wading in deeper Lalalala, up to her knees
Two hands that are white, Can't put up the fight Bereft of all strength and The flames in her eyes The infant, the damage, The plunder, the pillage Her ruins of smoke, this river can't choke
Lalalala, wading in deeper Lalalala, up to her waist
The fall is a'coming, closer each morning It snarls at her heals and Breathes down her neck A raven is calling promethean warning The ties to her arms and Her legs pull her down
Lalalala, wading in deeper Lalalala, over her head
