Coldworker
An Unfortunate Season
Sowing seeds of apathyIn this field of dreamsCultivating miseryPoisoning the streamReaping bitter harvestAs frost permeatesAn unforgiving seasonComing on todayReservoirs are drainingBleeding life awayWater flow is waningAnd no longer irrigatesThere's nothing left to harvestFamine rules the landCurse of negativityTurned fertile soil to sandAlone, enslavedWork and toil to no availDecay paves the wayWarmer season in its graveAnd ripe with pain and hateVast and desolateA field once free of woeNow dark, dead and cold
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