As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke Rising from a butt ground out on my arm Step into this decay and experience dissolution Crucified on a plank of cruelty Crucified on a plank of apathy Immobile for the cold duration Huddled in isolation, to sleep the winter away As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke Rising from a butt ground out on my arm Step into this decay and experience dissolution Crucified upon a plank of cruelty and apathy