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Come the autumn, and seasons turn.Come the autumn, and fires burn.For the harvest, blood is shed.Come the harvest, come the dead.Come take my hand and have a walk with meThrough this night of lamentful reverie.Graves are adorned by the lights of candlesAnd carved pumpkin faces of misery.Children in the streets with their tricks and their treatsWhile bonfires burn like funeral pyres.Songs can be heard through the wind at night,Sung by ungodly choirs.So follow me in to All HallowsWhere we all go To fall on our kneesAnd give praise to the shadows.So comes the pain in the back of your throatWhen you scream for the dawn that will not rise again.Come the autumn, comes the cold.By the fire, tales are told.For the harvest, prayers are said.Come the autumn, come the dead.Letras de cancionesCome take my hand and have a walk with meThrough this night of lamentful reverie.Graves are adorned by the lights of candlesAnd carved pumpkin faces of misery.Children in the streets with their tricks and their treatsWhile bonfires burn like funeral pyres.Songs can be heard through the wind at night,Sung by ungodly choirs.So follow me in to All HallowsWhere we all go To fall on our kneesAnd give praise to the shadows.So comes the pain in the back of your throatWhen you scream for the dawn that will not rise again.This night our fallen return to play,So wear your mask to hide your precious face of flesh.They want to get inside of you,Claw their way into youThey want to get inside of you,Find a way to make you scream.They want to get inside of you,They will be flesh again.They want to get inside of you,Put on your mask.They want to get inside of you,Hide your face!They want to get inside of you,Hide your face!They want to get inside of you,Hide your face!So follow me in to All HallowsWhere we all go To fall on our kneesAnd give praise to the shadows.So comes the pain in the back of your throatWhen you scream for the dawn that will not rise again. From Letras Mania