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Reaping Requiem Lyrics - Singles - Sorrowseed

Part I Violent Fecundity 

 

A gift for humanity 

My violent fecundity 

The Harvest Time has come to be 

I lay the world to rest. 

Mortals pleading for release 

It's all for the best... 

 

Castigate... the foul flesh of a despotic race 

War... feel the blade's embrace 

There is no love that remains for this unworthy disgrace. 

 

No... there is no future anymore 

You are but husks of what you were before 

In my shadow, a procession falls to nevermore. 

 

Grown is the Sorrow Seed 

Requiem resounding as they bleed 

Mortals pleading for release 

The Reaping must proceed... 

Suffer... for the transgressions and neglect 

A pestilence of voracious insects 

The salt in the Earth abjures; you shall never resurrect! 

 

Failures... in the eyes of all creation 

Cenobites of a profane invasion 

There is no salvation; Humanity has chosen extermination! 

 

Part II: Glamour (the Others) 

 

Illusions once pacified men into reverence 

When the Gentry protected the forests 

How I miss the voices of the Others 

The victims of spiritual severance - 

Banality - now doomed to rest. 

Once upon a forgotten time... 

 

Men feared to tread in the dark 

Their laws meant nothing to the Others 

Now, reason is their crime 

And they have left their mark. 

 

The Glamour is shed to reveal 

The world's ugliness to be all that is real 

I call upon the thorns of the hedge 

To join me in mourning and slaughter 

 

By the grace of the Willow's Edge... 

 

Part III: Silent Slaughter (instrumental) 

 

Part IV: Heralds of Ash 

 

So... 

Her blades will till the wasteland 

(Her) hatred tends the flames 

No longer bound by mortal men's will 

The stars are ours to reign! 

 

We are the Heralds of Ash 

Into blackness let this world be cast. 

Annihilation of the weak 

To grant them the solace they seek... 

 

The sands of time have fallen 

And the Chaos is crawling. 

This is all that remains 

Fettered roots are my veins - the earth is mine to reign. 

 

Part V: Respite 

 

And so, as the cradle comforts the bones 

I stand alone. 

This guardian can finally fade away 

Know that even as my colors fade to gray 

I am filled with respite to share this wedding grave.