Surely they must know that the end is near
The locusts breed, infesting eyes and ears
Civilization lies in ruin beneath a cold sun
The tempest has torn through the world
And my harvest time has come.
Starvation is your fate
Your ignorance prevailed, and now its too late.
One last sacrifice for a withered womb
Her body shall be your tomb.
Extinction is on the rise
An offeringbefore the whole world dies.
One last genocide upon the Willows Edge
Upon the Willows Edge
Come ever closer and be purified
Absolution is obtained through suicide.
Expiation to feed the fields
Coffins forged in factories of steel
(Your) senses too deadened to feel the pain I feel
My Harvest Time has come
The world will come undone
The reaping has begun
One last offering let it be done!
So alone in my bleak eternity
So alone I must find serenity.
Its the end of all their dreams
They never heard their Mothers screams
I bring an exit from this world, so obscene
As I reap this Sorrow Seed!
I grant the release from their suffering the suffering of ignorance.
I bring them back to the soil back to innocence
So alone in my bleak eternity
So alone There is no serenity
[Written by: Morte McAdaver]
[Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
