Guillermo Veloso - Assad the Reaper lyrics

One by one they feel The cold sharp blade of indifference One by one they fell Gathered up by The smiling reaper Like stalks of wheat to be bundled for The long march into dark He breaks their faith into spectral hates And divides their souls He waits for waiting is his task He sits at the table empty but for blood And gorges on a million dreams Left floating like chaff In the hot dead air