September Sun - Type O Negative

September sun, glowing golden hair

Now keep in mind, son: she was never there

October’s rust bisecting black storm clouds

Only the deaf hear my silent shouts

Yet in the dark, still he screams your name (Elizabeth!)

Nights living death with witch rhymes insane

Ten years amassed, para toda mi vida?

Lost man in time;

was his name Peter?

September sun, rotted Flatbush porch

I would have run then, had I known the cost

Autumnal rays turned your eyes to stone

Did it give you pleasure to steal my soul?

Yet in the dark, still he screams your name (Elizabeth!)

Nights living death with witch rhymes insane

Ten years amassed, para toda mi vida?

Lost man in time;

was his name Peter?

Leave her alone

I said leave her alone

Me?

I know why