It's so hard reaping what you have sown
when all you plant is destruction
and your fields are ripe for the harvest
the plant is transgression
Reap the whirlwind
I can see the light in your eyes fading
As the darkness envelops your soul
I can see you moving to the darkest of the days
In your eyes are fading to the darkest of the days
It's so hard reaping what you have sown
Cast your sails the wind has blown
The wind is changing changing in your direction
When will you take notice of the resurrection
When it's so hard reaping
Will you lift your hands up to the skies
Will you lift your hands to the skies
Will you lift
Your Hands
To The
Skies
It's so hard so hard
It's so hard reaping what you have sown
Reap your whirlwind