Avant Guarde
March; making my way through the storm
April my eyes; there's no more
Fallen comrades pathe the way
Just like they did back in May
June into July blizzard snow
August my heart, spring will grow
Summer the days fade away
Autumn is near; time to slay.
April my eyes; there's no more
Fallen comrades pathe the way
Just like they did back in May
June into July blizzard snow
August my heart, spring will grow
Summer the days fade away
Autumn is near; time to slay.
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You can devise whatever meaning you want from the lyrics.