Plague Peasant Lyrics

I harvest the fallen mortals
Throw them down to pits and forget their glory

I feel their death inside my spine

Don't come near me
Can't you hear when I play my flute to mark my way

And the years are getting worse
More rotten dreams and skulls
I have fear no more

See the dead men walk alone
See the living, walk alone

Can you see the dead men walk alone?
Bring them to the hounds and gates of
Hell

Years go past me, a red path follows as my flute fills the air

And the times are getting worse
More poison, blood and ruins
I'll bury you all

The dark corners of the world keep me from living
The life of a real mortal being
I carry the weight of a thousand kings
To break this curse forever

I won't show my face
For I am hidden
Behind a mask
To stay among the living

See the dead, walk alone
See the living, walk alone
Can you see the dead men walk alone?
Bring them to the hounds and gates of hell
To the gates of hell