Harvester Of Sorrow

My life suffocates

Planting seeds of hate

I've loved, turned to hate

Trapped far beyond my fate

I give, you take

This life that

I forsakeBeen 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]

Language of the mad

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

Language of the mad

All have said their prayers

Invade their nightmares

To see into my eyes

You'll find where murder lies