Children Of The Pauper King Silent streets, empty halls We're praying for our children We're burned, we're scorned Their faces turn on me My screams are stuck His mighty hands are so idle The words of the lord A madman's pledge On a passage to nowhere In the season of lies Come harvest time It's high upon high On a passage to nowhere In the seasons of lies Come harvest Hiding in the shadows The demon's spawn screaming We're lost, we are doomed There's no turning back This is the closure A final retribution Promises to keep Lost in the confusion On a passage to nowhere In the seasons of lies Come harvest time It's high upon high On a passage to nowhere In the season of lies Come harvest Darkness belongs Into the light His mighty hands will guide you Into your life We are the children Of the Pauper King We are the lost sinners Crying out to the King On a passage to nowhere In the seasons of lies Come harvest time High upon high On a passage to nowhere In the seasons of lies Come harvest time On a passage to nowhere In the seasons of lies Come harvest time On a passage to nowhere In the seasons of lies Come harvest time.