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Swallow The Sun - Autumn Fire

Autumn Fire
Swallow The Sun
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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...

9 times I breathe in the holy air
Before I open my eyes to summer's dying flare,
The autumn fire, the arches of rust,
This hallowed aisle.

Cathedrals of trees, where the altars are burning,
The smoke of October leaves.
Father Winter is calling his herd aloud
And we are the crows who fly.

[Chorus:]
From the aisle of autumn fire, we arise
Over the lakes and trees, we draw the night sky.
With our wings we paint the vast horizons and the stars,
The stars upon the Northern Skies.

Blinded by, by the midnight sun
In this land we were born.
Now racing the clouds
Towards the winter's thorn.

And we fly...

[Chorus:]
From the aisle of autumn fire, we arise
Over the lakes and trees, we draw the night sky.
With our wings we paint the vast horizons and the stars,
The stars upon the Northern Skies.

We turn our heads towards the setting sun.
The beauty and the light of the one
Who will be gone so soon, fade into her hiding.
"And the season of rust will soon harvest the living,
So we can be reborn again."

[Chorus:]
From the aisle of autumn fire, we arise
Over the lakes and trees, we draw the night sky.
With our wings we paint the vast horizons and the stars,
The stars upon the Northern Skies...

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