Harvester
๐ต 982 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:27 duration
๐ ID: 24375221
๐ Lyrics
It's time for nailing some heads
Something looms in the tunnel ahead
These headless bodies keep walking
Can you hear the half-dead talking
Without their eyes, they can see it
Without their ears, they can hear it
Without their lungs, they are breathing
With no blood, they are bleeding
New world society
Has written in blank Creed
Giving liberty
To widows in black weeds
When life's not worth living
Are they real, are they fake?
Hold out to the end, unforgiving
They wish they were dead
Someone godlike holding heads as a salesman
From ashes of hell - arisen
The world fatalities
Through half opened eyes
For being Nothing
They paid the price
Without their hearts, they can feel it
Without a soul, feel hatred
Without their legs, they are creeping
Without dreams, they are sleeping
The whole world's fatalities
on a head hunter shield
Confront brutality
Their doom is yet unsealed
For those who are blind
Whose life is a fake
Deprived of all presence of mind
A profound mistake
Something looms in the tunnel ahead
These headless bodies keep walking
Can you hear the half-dead talking
Without their eyes, they can see it
Without their ears, they can hear it
Without their lungs, they are breathing
With no blood, they are bleeding
New world society
Has written in blank Creed
Giving liberty
To widows in black weeds
When life's not worth living
Are they real, are they fake?
Hold out to the end, unforgiving
They wish they were dead
Someone godlike holding heads as a salesman
From ashes of hell - arisen
The world fatalities
Through half opened eyes
For being Nothing
They paid the price
Without their hearts, they can feel it
Without a soul, feel hatred
Without their legs, they are creeping
Without dreams, they are sleeping
The whole world's fatalities
on a head hunter shield
Confront brutality
Their doom is yet unsealed
For those who are blind
Whose life is a fake
Deprived of all presence of mind
A profound mistake
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:23.62] It's time for nailing some heads
[00:26.63] Something looms in the tunnel ahead
[00:34.54] These headless bodies keep walking
[00:38.63] Can you hear the half-dead talking
[00:45.59] Without their eyes, they can see it
[00:51.29] Without their ears, they can hear it
[00:56.79] Without their lungs, they are breathing
[01:02.96] With no blood, they are bleeding
[01:07.26] New world society
[01:10.23] Has written in blank Creed
[01:13.84] Giving liberty
[01:16.04] To widows in black weeds
[01:19.92] When life's not worth living
[01:21.77] Are they real, are they fake?
[01:25.28] Hold out to the end, unforgiving
[01:27.50] They wish they were dead
[01:53.34] Someone godlike holding heads as a salesman
[01:58.40] From ashes of hell - arisen
[02:01.97] The world fatalities
[02:06.36] Through half opened eyes
[02:09.57] For being Nothing
[02:11.77] They paid the price
[02:15.43] Without their hearts, they can feel it
[02:20.50] Without a soul, feel hatred
[02:26.43] Without their legs, they are creeping
[02:31.80] Without dreams, they are sleeping
[03:01.62] The whole world's fatalities
[03:03.03] on a head hunter shield
[03:06.04] Confront brutality
[03:08.54] Their doom is yet unsealed
[03:11.81] For those who are blind
[03:14.26] Whose life is a fake
[03:17.38] Deprived of all presence of mind
[03:20.46] A profound mistake
[03:23.79]
[00:26.63] Something looms in the tunnel ahead
[00:34.54] These headless bodies keep walking
[00:38.63] Can you hear the half-dead talking
[00:45.59] Without their eyes, they can see it
[00:51.29] Without their ears, they can hear it
[00:56.79] Without their lungs, they are breathing
[01:02.96] With no blood, they are bleeding
[01:07.26] New world society
[01:10.23] Has written in blank Creed
[01:13.84] Giving liberty
[01:16.04] To widows in black weeds
[01:19.92] When life's not worth living
[01:21.77] Are they real, are they fake?
[01:25.28] Hold out to the end, unforgiving
[01:27.50] They wish they were dead
[01:53.34] Someone godlike holding heads as a salesman
[01:58.40] From ashes of hell - arisen
[02:01.97] The world fatalities
[02:06.36] Through half opened eyes
[02:09.57] For being Nothing
[02:11.77] They paid the price
[02:15.43] Without their hearts, they can feel it
[02:20.50] Without a soul, feel hatred
[02:26.43] Without their legs, they are creeping
[02:31.80] Without dreams, they are sleeping
[03:01.62] The whole world's fatalities
[03:03.03] on a head hunter shield
[03:06.04] Confront brutality
[03:08.54] Their doom is yet unsealed
[03:11.81] For those who are blind
[03:14.26] Whose life is a fake
[03:17.38] Deprived of all presence of mind
[03:20.46] A profound mistake
[03:23.79]