[Verse 1] Harvest day with a loaded mag Human crops in a body bag Machines of death under bloody flags Plow the fields and fertilize Plant the seeds and everything dies Giving life only to the flies [Pre-Chorus] Sow the bullets and nothing's left but the weeds Till the soil until the earth bleeds The smell of mankind rotting on the vine The season of decline [Chorus] Plant the antiseed Watch the death grow The only way to feed And make the blood flow The reaping Plow the fields of gore Hеar the weeping? It's harvest time [Verse 2] Nothing grows on fallow hills Seeds plantеd shallow still In the end there's nothing left to kill
These roots won't fade away They grow deeper every day Destroying everything in play [Pre-Chorus] Sow the bullets and nothing's left but the weeds Till the soil until the earth bleeds The smell of mankind rotting on the vine The season of decline [Chorus] Plant the antiseed Watch the death grow The only way to feed And make the blood flow The reaping Plow the fields of gore Hear the weeping? It's harvest time [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Germinate it and bring it to the end Cultivate the dying we attend The antiseed spore brings death to us all And we watch it all fall