In the deep, dark woods
In the middle of the night
The rain was pouring heavy
As if the sky
Were trying to dry
Its blackened eyes from crying

The leaves from the trees
Blew into the house
Where four women
They lay sleeping
'Til one shrill scream
Awoke them all
They grabbed their coats and rifles

When they got outside
What did they see
But a ten-foot shadow looming?
They shot four times
With shivering spines
And the grassy fiеld went quiet

Once thе sun was high
They found their sheep
Bloodied and broken
Except for one
Who grazed in the sun
An omen of the Autumn

Three weeks passed
And little was said
But they all were tense and sleepless
When another shrill scream
Pulled them out from their beds
And to the muddy field, running

"Show yourself! " they cried to the gloom
"Show yourself and face us!
We've one sheep left
And winter's near
So leave us alone or kill us. "

The shadow turned 'round
And revealed its face
Morbid and decaying
It rose to its feet
And opened its mouth
And soon it began to speak

"What makes you think
You deserve any peace
Or that nature should be gentle?
Do not impose
Your human laws
Or pray upon my mantle. "
The women knelt
By the sheep laying dead
And cried for all their losses
And the shadow came
And the shadow went
As often as the Autumn

And the shadow came
And the shadow went
As often as the Autumn