Fate must have a reason
Questioning why
Sour the fruit of neglect
How strangely fuels the season
Are grains of goodbye
Why else endure the season
Fate must have a reason
Of hollow soul, hollow soul
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul
The ground on which we leave on
That must stay behind
Waving boughs so slowly dance
The core of my doubt
How strangely fuels the season
Why else endure the season
With or without
Fate must have a reason
Of hollow soul, of hollow soul
Why else endure the season
The ground on which we leave on
Fate must have a reason
Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul
Fate must have a reason
Deprived are my veins you infect
Of hollow soul, hollow soul
Of hollow soul
The ground on which we leave on
Seeds of uprooted chance
Of hollow soul, hollow soul
To rid these kisses of sin
How strangely fuels the season
