Her frosted essence hints of winter coming closer, like the lasttime My yearning presence's waiting for the dawn of grace, like thelast time After fall of leaves her spell was gone, black dyed november After fall of leaves my love was gone, black dyed november The snow has fallen and the woods are veiled by her, she's sobewitching Greyness, of sullen mourning skies are torn asunder, she's sobewitching After the leaves have fallen down After fall of leaves her spell was gone, black dyed november After fall of leaves my love was gone, black dyed november