Baskadia

Fall, gently fall leaf of sorrow;

Cast away your fears of t'morrow.

Unleash the branch that holds you tight;

Let go of the cold and dark night.

Swing, swiftly swing your harshless hand;

Bid goodbye to mem'ries beyond.

Float like waves upon the far shore;

Thread your marks in the silent lore.

Kneel, slowly kneel and raise your pleas;

Ask that you can stay in the skies.

Now your tears are no longer cared;

Upon the soil your voice unheard.

Rest, fin'lly rest your head on ground;

Embrace the earth with trembling sound.

The barren world your wishes fail;

Sleep gently, you forever dwell.