I fear for this false glory
I fear for our souls
I fear this vulture that is coming for me
I fear the sight of a crimson land

I am dead inside
This frozen feeling
What could it be?
It hungers for more

This constant reminisce
Of my haunted memories
Is the blackened craving of my victim`s blood

Black Harvest
Black Harvest
Black Harvest
Black Harvest

Assemble now
It`s our time to kill
I`ll slay the innocent a thousand times
I`ll end your sickness for what it`s worth
I`ll make you perfect in this new world of mine

Forever confined
Controlling your demise

How Dark the rain of depravity
How Dark the rain of depravity
How Dark the rain of depravity