De dodenakker from Mass III-II + IIII

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