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SONATA ARCTICA : the harvest lyrics

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SONATA ARCTICA lyrics : "the harvest"

The weight of days on me....
I am done.


The corn is burning under my feet
The words like circles and
I'm waiting for someone to catch my fall

in the deepest void of all

Haven't seen you in weeks

No clouds in the sky to rain me a drop
loving touch I need
and I am killing time by the lake

diving off the cliff, many times
scarring myself, colliding
on the lake bed so dry....


The world's without virginity
And souls have no intergrity

The Word of grave old danger -Love,
It's all I'm after, oh
I am done...


The ground's not shaking under my feet
The World's not turning anymore

Wind is a thief, lonelier than me
and it - does - not - want - me - in here...


plant a Flower of Love, care for it, water it,
Lounge in the shade of the stale champagne
A flower so fatal, yet beautiful

Showed the Bee where to fly
and then let it die


The world's without virginity
The souls have no intergrity



The Word of grave old danger -Love,
It's all I'm after, oh

I am done...

Bring me to recovery

give it to me, I'm after tranquillity
I somehow lost my line of sight
Before I cast the final die...

Once planted plastic grapes,
The harvest of a lifetime,
Real bad wine.


The sum of false virginity
and my lost integrity

The Word of grave old danger -Love,
For you I'm after, oh
I am done


The world without virginity
A soul with no integrity

The Word of grave old danger -Love,

Bring me to recovery

give it to me, I'm after tranquillity
I somehow lost my line of sight
Before I cast the final die...

Once planted plastic grapes,
The harvest of a lifetime,
Real bad wine.


The ground is shaking under my feet
The World is turning,

and the
Wind has a friend in Misery,
but I know - she - only - loves - me...

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