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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 Aus Songtexte Mania