| .De Dodenakker. |
|---|
| When I reach your land |
| Will you be out there? |
| I buried the day in that field |
| And grew my past there |
| Reach |
| When I reach out my hand |
| Will you be near then? |
| Buried myself in that field |
| I hoped to find you there |
| When I call out your name |
| Will you appear then? |
| Or will it stay silent and will i die alone again? |
| I carried the void. |
| down deep in me |
| Reach |
| When will I reach |
| The new morning |
| The new day. |
| and we will meet |
| Death |
| The harvest of blood |
| In our blood. |
| in our eyes |
| Give us |
| A lamp before our feet |
| A light before our eyes |
| Give us courage |
| To live |
| A life dead inside |
| There is no end |
| That we will not reach |
