Falling leaves
Dying trees
In a blink of an eye

Cold nights
Frostbite
The monstrous winds not shy

Walk on this empty road
Be alert, I was told
The one who walk with blind eyes
Is lead by his heart

The one who walks
With no direction
And simply wanders
Is not lost, he may stumble upon
The right way

The one who walks on
Another's path
Is lost

October leaves
Cancerous trees
And cold nights
Of frostbite