October Air

This October air is cloaked in despair now keep your dark spell from me So dark is the night the shadows they crawl they reach right inside of you This vessel of light is growing so dim the wicked one's here again How morbid it seems to glorify death are you so sick of life? And now the sun comes crashing down the moon so bright just gained her crown the fear you hold within yourself this skin grows old and kills itself The creatures they howl and cry for the night your death brings them such delight The air in your lungs is becoming stale you hold it cause it's your last The world you called on is dragging you in you shouldn't of played with them the last breath was spent now 6 feet within they'll engrave your stone tonight