Harvest Lyrics - The 3rd And The Mortal

The cat sharpens its claws 

And runs into the cornfields 

Children playing hide and seek 

A frail figure dressed in a cape 

Wandering with measured steps 

Haunted by derisive words 

They want to capture the ogress 

Wandering aimlessly 

Finding pebbles on the ground 

Picking leaves from from an oaktree 

Stalks make rents in green sails 

Have some candy 

She says 

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Far beneath the raging sea 

Lies a monstrous vessel 

Chained men singing elegies 

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