Testo Awakening Of Fall

As I fall out of love with you,
we fall together on our knees,
the willow trees that weep;
I'll meet you at the funeral,
like actors in a movie scene.
Promise more moments like this.
The streets will flow with the blood of the no-believers.
I can feel you calling me out. Let yourself fall away,
there's no one to watch you fall,
there no one left to catch you now.
As the orange leaves fall to the ground,
there's a sound of thunder.