It is the shadeweaver's season, the widowmaker's fall and it takes no reason to tear you apart. Cast a side your enlighted soul I'll tell you story untold throw away your mask so proud I'll do it with or without. As came the time shadows seize the day without passion, life went on anyway thought it should end, and my soul descent on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin. The convex tears of infinity, there wept before dawn of time... As came the time shadows seize the day without passion, life went on anyway thought it should end, and my soul descent on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin