Lyrics Omen-Filled Season - Death In June

Omen-Filled Season

To black-framed witness
From black-framed guilt
A misery of springtime
And a weekend of absolute
I remember
The wilds around me
Whispered «brutality»
The strangest apology of all
This dragon-faced accolade
Of vigour and hope
With shame and delight
I accept it!
This omen filled season
Not sudden or rushed
No fear of volunteer
I reject It!
I remember
The wilds around me
Whispered «brutality»
The strangest apology of all
Evening then and evening now
The smell of seasoned summer brings
Memories of illusions past
And autumn has funerals enough to last