Seeds Of Sorrow

There's no way to stop the ancient ghost that is

Rising from his grave

Spilling a drop of hatred from his bowl

He senses the fear and misery, searching for fresh

Blood

Feeling hunger growing in his dark soul

Here he stands ready to sow

Harvest about seeds of his sorrow

As he takes his toll

Far on the horizon

The echoes of years closing in

There's no escape anymore from

The hatred exploding within

We are feeding the beast, he's becoming much more

Powerful every year

We give him more leash, increasing our fear

Soon will start the feast that ends in our

Extermination

The signs are here the vision should be crystal clear

Here he stands ready to sow

Harvest about the seeds of his sorrow

As he takes his toll

Far on the horizon

The echoes of years closing in

There's no escape anymore from

The hatred exploding within

Far on the horizon

The echoes of years closing in

There's no escape anymore

As the echoes start to ring