I Bring My Harvest Home के बोल

I watch the Perpet. Black Clouds on Horizon. I watch the Fields I've grown, since 30 years (of human failure), and fear the black Fruits of my Life (Lies). I walk through Blood and Stone, and bring my harvest Home. Wherever I may roam, I bring my Harvest Home. But what will my Harvest be? Ash 'n Dust - Fear and Misery? How bitter the Seed may be. I hold on. I take the Stones and bring my Harvest Home. And my Foots are bleeding. I won't lament 'cause I'll get what I once sown. How bitter the Seed will be in my Mouth, I walk upright And bring my Harvest Home.