Nightfall - Amorphis

As a rot to rape the spring sown seed

A plague sprang forth off his tracks

Churns ran red when cows milked blood

And famine cracked poor backs

Who would hear a lament sad

Under bright blue sky

That’s sung in hovels dark and low

With eyes too weak to cry, cry, cry

But horror be the nightfall’s gloom

For the man upon the road, 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

Ground that bears no seed

But horror be the nightfall’s gloom

For the man upon the road, man upon the road

When moon doth laugh at worthless lives

Twice hard for all promise showed, promise showed

Promise showed, promise showed, promise showed