Reaping

Reap my pride
Reap my stride
Like a wave crashing down
On a horrid bay
Blows away everything in sight
Until you no longer see the night
Everything has been done wrong
So nothing is never right
Get out the violin so you can play the song
Now it won't be long

Reaping my time
Reaping my crime
That has burned with me with lime
Hear the clock chime
Now it won't be long

Death come for me
Death let me see
Death let me be.