Eventide Of Abysmal Grief

(альбом: Towards The Dying Lands - 2022)

How long have I been searching for a way out of this world?
How long have I looked at the mirror with no familiar face?

This rotten world just might as well burn
I feed the flames and smile again

The trails of light surround this eventide of abysmal grief
I am nothing now but a harvester and you are the yield
I am the reaper

I have lost all of my faith for humanity again
I know it's far too late for you to repent
Feeling helpless you start to pray
No one will answer, for you are the prey

The trails of light surround this eventide of abysmal grief
I am nothing now but a harvester and you are the yield

Run away, dear child of faith
The scythe will reach you too
There's no divine light where I send you
Run away, dear child of faith
The scythe will reach you too
There's no divine light where I send you

The trails of light surround this eventide of abysmal grief
I am nothing now but a harvester and you are the yield
I am the reaper
I am the reaper
I am the reaper
I am the reaper