martes, 24 de diciembre de 2013

Harvester of sorrow

My life suffocates 
Planting the seeds of hate 
I've loved, turned to hate 
Trapped far beyond my fate 
I give, you take this life that I forsake 
Been cheated of my youth 
You turned this lie to truth 

Anger, misery 
You'll suffer unto me 

Harvester of sorrow 
Language of the mad 
Harvester of sorrow 

Pure black, looking clear 
My work is done soon here 
Try getting back to me 
Get back which used to be 
Drink up, shoot in 
Let the beatings begin 
Distributor of pain 
Your loss becomes my gain 

Anger, misery 
You'll suffer unto me 

Harvester of sorrow 
Language of the mad 
Harvester of sorrow 

All have said their prayers 
Invade their nightmares 
To see into my eyes 
You'll find where murder lies 

Infanticide 

Harvester of sorrow 
Language of the mad 
Harvester of sorrow 
Language of the mad 
Harvester of sorrow 
Harvester of sorrow 
Harvester of sorrow 
Harvester of sorrow 
Harvester of sorrow 

Harvester of sorrow

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