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crazy zombie - the harvest lyrics

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so many times i feel too tired of my own war within,
mostly there’s no pulse in the third eye.
suddenly, the veiled tabernacle fades to black,

while the edge appears infinite to sight.
the darkness will lie into my mind,
the grey rain never found the rainbow.
the seed was no sown on the hillside
trying not to crack the harvest with my fate.

there won’t be hired mourners to fill in rivers,
there won’t be neither lutes nor cymbals
flooding the atmosphere.
the seed was no sown on the hillside
trying not to crack the harvest with my fate.
trying not to crack the harvest.

there won’t be hired mourners to fill in rivers,
there won’t be neither lutes nor cymbals
flooding the atmosphere.
the seed was no sown on the hillside
trying not to crack the harvest with my fate.
trying not to crack the harvest.

- crazy zombie lyrics

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