seed
you better beware my boys
and you best take care my boys
there's a Reaper in the field
with hands of night
you better come here my boys
and you
you best give ear my boys
there's a whispering
and the bird have ‘a taken flight
and He knows your name
I hear Him call your name
and you will learn his name
when you learn how to want
oh, how you will want
and I can tell by the signs along the path now that He's walking
and I can tell by the weave of his words while He's talking
He’ll fill you up full of night
until the light in your eyes is a dim dusk
He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count
the scars on your horizon
He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count
the scars on your horizon
and my hands are dust
all my works they are dust .
fallen to the earth as all things must
hide as you may my boys
hide as you might my boys
there's a Reaper in the fields with hands of night
and He knows your name
I hear Him call your name
and you will learn His name
when you learn how to want
oh, how you will want
and I can tell by the signs along the path now that He's walking
and I can tell by the weave of His words while He’s talking
He’ll fill you up full of night until the light in your eyes is a dim dusk
He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count the scars on the horizon
He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count the scars on the horizon
this is the truth of His seed
and this is the truth of His field
all flesh is grass
and as grass it shall yield
