| Song | The Last Farewell |
| Artist | Devilish Impressions |
| Album | Simulacra |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| "There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, | |
| And, with his sickle keen, | |
| He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, | |
| And the flowers that grow between" | |
| Wipe off the tears that run down your face | |
| Frozen in time of your most painful dream | |
| And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away | |
| "He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, | |
| He kissed their drooping leaves; | |
| It was for the Lord of Paradise | |
| He bound them in his sheaves" | |
| "They shall all bloom in fields of light, | |
| Transplanted by my care, | |
| And saints, upon their garments white, | |
| These sacred blossoms wear" | |
| And once they have sailed away from you | |
| Never look back so they shall not return! | |
| Unless you’d want them to become | |
| a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear | |
| "O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, | |
| The Reaper came that day; | |
| 'T was an angel visited the green earth, | |
| And took the flowers away" | |
| It’s the last farewell… |
| " There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, | |
| And, with his sickle keen, | |
| He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, | |
| And the flowers that grow between" | |
| Wipe off the tears that run down your face | |
| Frozen in time of your most painful dream | |
| And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away | |
| " He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, | |
| He kissed their drooping leaves | |
| It was for the Lord of Paradise | |
| He bound them in his sheaves" | |
| " They shall all bloom in fields of light, | |
| Transplanted by my care, | |
| And saints, upon their garments white, | |
| These sacred blossoms wear" | |
| And once they have sailed away from you | |
| Never look back so they shall not return! | |
| Unless you' d want them to become | |
| a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear | |
| " O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, | |
| The Reaper came that day | |
| ' T was an angel visited the green earth, | |
| And took the flowers away" | |
| It' s the last farewell |
| " There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, | |
| And, with his sickle keen, | |
| He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, | |
| And the flowers that grow between" | |
| Wipe off the tears that run down your face | |
| Frozen in time of your most painful dream | |
| And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away | |
| " He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, | |
| He kissed their drooping leaves | |
| It was for the Lord of Paradise | |
| He bound them in his sheaves" | |
| " They shall all bloom in fields of light, | |
| Transplanted by my care, | |
| And saints, upon their garments white, | |
| These sacred blossoms wear" | |
| And once they have sailed away from you | |
| Never look back so they shall not return! | |
| Unless you' d want them to become | |
| a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear | |
| " O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, | |
| The Reaper came that day | |
| ' T was an angel visited the green earth, | |
| And took the flowers away" | |
| It' s the last farewell |