Amorphis - Nightfall lyrics

As a rot to rape the spring sown seed

A plague sprang forth of his tracks

Churns ran red when cows milked blood

And famine cracked poor backs

Who would hear a lament sad

Under the bright blue sky

That's sung in hovels dark and low

With eyes too weak to cry

Chorus:

But horror be the nightfall's gloom

For the man upon the road

When moon doth laugh at worthless lives

Twice hard for all promise showed

Empty stare upon his face

Nine fathoms deep

He set upon the road again

On ground that bears no seed