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I watch the Perpet. |
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Black Clouds on Horizon. |
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I watch the Fields I've grown, |
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Since 30 Years (of human failure), |
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And fear the black Fruits of my Life (Lies). |
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I walk through Blood and Stone, |
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And bring my Harvest Home. |
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Wherever I may roam, |
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I bring my Harvest Home. |
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But what will my Harvest be? |
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Ash'n Dust ~ Fear and Misery? |
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How bitter the Seed may be. |
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I hold on. |
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I take the Stones and bring my Harvest home. |
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And my Foots are bleeding. |
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I won't lament |
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'cause I'll get what I once sown. |
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How bitter the Seed will be in my Mouth, |
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I walk upright |
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And |
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Bring my Harvest home |
