The Harvest (W/ Amb)

Its the time for the harvest
Time of the harvest
Its the time of the harvest
Your time
Its the time for the harvest
Time of the harvest
Its the time of the harvest
Your time

My ride broke down on a mountain of dust I'm lost
With nobody around I cant fuck with the cost
Of the cell phone or tow truck or even the cops
Nobody gonna find me until my cold heart stops
(I started walkin' and all of a suddent the sky became rain)
Seen a house down the way looked fuckin' insane
With no windows or locks so I stepped inside the room
Anything can really happen so I'm trying to leave soon
(And then I seen the blade)
Hangin' down from the wall theres no explanation for the crazy shit I saw
Got me trippin' but I reached for the steel anyway
That's all I can state because after that day
They say too many people died at that main highway
I guessed I murdered them all when I'm possessed by the blade
So they lock me up for life and now I'm gone
And the only thing on my mind is what I did wrong

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways that's so wicked to you all to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways that's so wicked to you all to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)

When I feel I got the urge to kill
As if for real I draw a blank and then I reaching for steel
The sharpest razor blades that made my first raid
Hands of unbelievers full of murder and hate
Used by many souls, many years in the crops
Slicing through dice thought wheat and corn spots
But when I grab it something happens that hears all of my confessions
Takin' control of my emotions like a demon possession
No remorse in my heart for the things it made me do
All the blood that was shed like it wasn't even true
Wake up in cold sweat sheets covered in red
Then the flashbacks hit me of all the bodies we bled
Was it true? Did I do all these things in my brain?
Was the slingblade cursed or was I going insane?
I ran out the front door and just looked all around
100 headless coprses' laying all over the ground

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways that's so wicked to you all to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways that's so wicked to you all to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)

Got it in my hands and a feelin' rush though
Ain't nobody know what to do when my slingblade fucks you
Cuts through with a 1, 2
I drop poison out my airplane when I crop dust you
See I gotta put food on the table
And give sacrifice to the Gods that I pray to
And that means that nothing can save you
Apologize to Mother Earth for the way humans raped you
I raise through the fields and chase you
With fast pace your back breaks
When the scythe takes you
Then I drag you back by the hair to my shack
Button up my coat and diesect your throat
I cut out the flesh the pieces are so big
I put 'em through a shredder then I feed them to my pig
And I know the job move a little slow
But the harvest is in andI must reap what we soul

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways that's so wicked to you all to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways that's so wicked to you all to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)