I watch the Perpet
Black Clouds on Horizon
I watch the Fields I've grown
Since 30 Years (of human failure)
And fear the black Fruits of my Life (Lies)

I walk through Blood and Stone
And bring my Harvest Home
Wherever I may roam
I bring my Harvest Home

But what will my Harvest be?
Ash'n Dust ~ Fear and Misery?

How bitter the Seed may be
I hold on
I take the Stones and bring my Harvest home
And my Foots are bleeding
I won't lament
'cause I'll get what I once sown

How bitter the Seed will be in my Mouth
I walk upright
And
Bring my Harvest home