Testo Black November

Fall the leafs down relentless falling toward ground
and fall an intense unrepeteable flesh of life
moments sadly mind tries to keep live along
but they fade in time rest of them an image

oh my last strong I've lost'em in hell
and search a hand try to save myself
when we look for relive those moments what d'we see
see the time are cancelling sad the heart
empty body essence arid soul as sunny earth
like november land without any spring sap

oh my last strong I've lost'em in hell
and search a death try to save myself