Heir of autumn memories
Grapevine ghoul, hear me, hear me Fiend, fire, phantom, fool, welcome me Childhood stricken with long life, behold the image of grandparents Grapevine ghoul, fear me, fear me Pumpkin seeds and rotten deeds In the oven - bless me, bless me In the scarlet of leaves I'm dressed In the harvest - caressed I scream - it is me! Cup of storm, plate of gold Silverware in the drawers Earthly mother has been told A chalice of songs - behold A higher power in a lower drawer A deck of cards, in the grass, a lover Heart of hearts and king of queens Charm and luck and cats and autumn All on the oven burn, they burn All the heat for the coming winter Why the words spew forth, I linger I lust and I call and the wind is busy Summer overstayed, in the shadow of equinox Do not mistake me for the beaten ox For I am woven, pack is laden Have your break, then go back at'em For I am comfort, soul endearing Hushes from the woods I'm hearing But between my walls I rule The empty memories of a ghoul