Harvest

Entering the void - veal covered eyes
Ending a nightmare after the storm
Awake and conscious your memories
Run red - organs are replaced

Now the harvest has succumbed to deities
And sacrifices are inevitable
Burnt offerings remain a constant
The weak have delivered us

Below the sky they roam the netherworld
Wandering and hunting - lust for flesh

Above the sky they roam the astral plane
Hunting the flesh - lust for bone

After the silence we can hear the afterlife -
Delivered from the four winds
The weak have delivered us

Below the sky becomes the netherworld
Remembering deliverance

Harvest