Notes:

Bear with me on the translation for this one, as the text is a bit hard to read.

My blood is dry, my veins are burned

The love has made me barren

I wish I had felt it that way, this love

Artist's Note:

#signalis ICH VERSPRECHE DIR,
DASS DER HERBST BALD KOMMT,
UM JEDEN TRAUM,
DEN DU HAST, ZU STEHLEN

(I promise you that autumn is coming soon, for every dream that you steal)