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Harvest

There is something that lies behind the rows

You pretend it isn’t there but it still grows

No matter how good you tend to the soil

There is something foul in the seed

Blossoming the murders

Rapist molesters and thieves

Demons hiding behind their crosses

Slaughtering their sheep

Pollenizing pure hatred

Growing stronger from greed

Destruction of innocence

Smothered by the weeds

Burn it all down

Harvest the ground

Burn it all down

Burn it all down

Harvest the ground

Burn it all down

There is something that lies behind the rows

A thing you can no longer ignore

You can cut it all down to the ground

But there is something rotten beneath

Something in the seed

Harvest is what we need

Burn it all down

Harvest the ground

Burn it all down