Harvest Scythe - Novembers Doom

Prison walls contain my laugh

Knowing you can’t keep me down

I will escape from your pathetic trap

Greeted by the grand applause

I am the hate within your soul

I feed the anger you tried to hide

In the end you locked me away

And I’m bleeding for your madness

Broken glass makes up the floor

Forced to lay and bleed

The enchanting choir of screams

Cutting through like the harvest scythe

I am the fear you have at night

I haunt the dreams of those who know

You’re afraid because you know I’m right

For this night, I will feed on your eyes

I cannot die, You know this is true

You’ve tried to kill me, time and time again

We’re bound by words, eternal calm

You have no existence without me

Broken glass makes up the floor

Forced to lay and bleed

The enchanting choir of screams

Cutting through like the harvest scythe

I am forever, and forever I shall lead

Nothing you do can end my reign

I am eternity, all kings bow before me

To see my dead eyes, is to feel my lies

Broken glass makes up the floor

Forced to lay and bleed

The enchanting choir of screams

Cutting through like the harvest scythe