What We Sow کے بول

A seed takes root in crimson ground Growing on the sorrow found We water it with blood and fear Tendrils straining to break clear Flower of hate Growing strong Feeds upon Our bloody wrong Burning stars, raining down Feed the seed beneath the ground It grows in anger, digging deep While we the gardner are asleep Flower of hate Growing strong Feeds upon Our bloody wrong That seed bears flower, red and black And thorns are sharpened to attack And now there is no hope to right The life we poisoned in the night Flower of hate Growing strong Feeds upon Our bloody wrong That flower drops seeds of its own If this pain is all they're shown Then red and black will spread and grow The only flower we will know Flower of hate Growing strong Feeds upon Our bloody wrong