[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