There is a shadow on the life that we chose, past fascinations are now in repose
Less than a year and a complete fail
Here comes the hammer into the nail
The harvest failed - it rained too much again
Holding on for no reason why, murder the barley, the wheat and the rye
Promised a golden, received a stone age
Here comes the anguish, here comes the rage
The harvest failed - it didn't rain enough (is enough)