Autumn Hill ​death's dynamic shroud

[Verse 1]
We pour your alms to the bleeding room
To your bleeding room
Even in darkness
Even in providence

[Hook]
And it’s a long way down to the end of the road
It’s a long way down the recovery rope
And I’d have pursued the thrill
Eternally blue until
Autumn Hill

[Verse 2]
And you realize that there’s something there
That there’s something there
In the exchange we share
Tucked in your auburn hair

[Hook]
And it’s a long way up and I’d only be burned
It’s a long way up and I could never return

[Verse 3]
And you’d disagree with my pеrmanent black
And I would concede to your countеrattack
And you wouldn’t talk if I wanted it so
You wouldn’t ask what you needed to know
Here for no reason lies everything
Under the ash and my seasons of memory
Oh, and I’ll waste it to be perfect all of the time