Fruits of the Dark Songtext
von Dune Moss

Curl up like worm
Sleep in the darkest dirt
Harvest turns to gray
The fruit will now decay
Learn to decompose the
Worries and the woes

Your soul is splintered
Shelter inward

Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark
Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark


Do you stay above the ground
When winter rolls around
You wont find your home
Frozen like a stone
Curl up like worm
Sleep in the darkest dirt

Your soul is splintered
Shelter inward

Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark
Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark
Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark
Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark