I am the october man,
I dream of many things,
this is my desire...
This melancholia,
this lure of golden wings,
isolation...
I am the october man,
I live for no-one,
this is my damnation...
I dream of many things,
the rape of angels,
transformation...
This odour of desire,
these fumes of funeral fire,
this is my celebration.
I am the october man,
I dream of many things,
this is my desire...
