CROWSTORM
(Deep down in the sticks)
Where fear has taken root, now we grow in the darkness
(Scavenge the pits)
So ripe for the taking now we live for the harvest
(Carved for the spit)
We sow the seeds of madness, blood for the nourishment
(Now we pull the stock, dig deep and tear it out)
While murder fills the air
A silence falls on living nightmares
When the arc of a scythe is gleaning
They are empty, lost in dreaming
And now the crows have come to call on you
They've come to tear you inside out
A crescent smile is watching over you
And I can tear your insides out
(Dream in the dark)
You see the horrors waiting for your deliverance
(Tear you apart)
You're left a monument to failure and ignorance
(Feast on the heart)
Reap the seeds we sow in the souls of the penitent
(Now we pull the stock, dig deep and clear the rot)
While murder fills the skies
Madness fills their bloodshot eyes
When the arc of a scythe is gleaning
(They are empty lost in dreaming)
And now the crows have come to call on you
They've come to tear you inside out
A crescent smile is watching over you
And I can tear your insides out
And now the crows have come to call on you
They've come to tear you inside out
A crescent smile is watching over you
And I can tear your insides out
Where fear has taken root, now we grow in the darkness
(Scavenge the pits)
So ripe for the taking now we live for the harvest
(Carved for the spit)
We sow the seeds of madness, blood for the nourishment
(Now we pull the stock, dig deep and tear it out)
While murder fills the air
A silence falls on living nightmares
When the arc of a scythe is gleaning
They are empty, lost in dreaming
And now the crows have come to call on you
They've come to tear you inside out
A crescent smile is watching over you
And I can tear your insides out
(Dream in the dark)
You see the horrors waiting for your deliverance
(Tear you apart)
You're left a monument to failure and ignorance
(Feast on the heart)
Reap the seeds we sow in the souls of the penitent
(Now we pull the stock, dig deep and clear the rot)
While murder fills the skies
Madness fills their bloodshot eyes
When the arc of a scythe is gleaning
(They are empty lost in dreaming)
And now the crows have come to call on you
They've come to tear you inside out
A crescent smile is watching over you
And I can tear your insides out
And now the crows have come to call on you
They've come to tear you inside out
A crescent smile is watching over you
And I can tear your insides out
Credits
Writer(s): Josef Falkenskãld
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