(Verse 1 - Rap) Yo, check the fields, sun on the soil, a simple man put in the toil Good seed planted, dreams on the line, a promise of a harvest, divine design. But night crept in, a shadow's long reach, while the world was asleep, beyond our speech. The enemy moved with a silent hand, scattered his poison all across the land. Weeds among the wheat, an unholy blend, a Trojan horse 'til the very end. Woke up to the green, but the color was wrong, a wicked note in a peaceful song. The servants asked, "Didn't we start clean? Who messed up the purity of this scene?" (Chorus - Alternative Rock, heavy guitars, strong beat) He said, "An enemy did this, the venom is deep." But you gotta let it grow, gotta let the future keep. 'Cause if you start pullin' the roots up now, you'll kill the good with the bad, a shattered vow! Let the dark and the light run side by side, 'Til the reaper comes with the harvest tide! Burn the bundles, watch the furnace blaze, Yeah, the truth will hit in the final phase! (Verse 2 - Rap) Now switch the lens, this ain't just dirt and grain, The field is the world, caught in the pouring rain. The Son of Man, He's the one who first sowed, The good seed? That's the kingdom load—the righteous soul, the genuine kind. But the weeds are the wicked, the corrupt of mind. The enemy? The Devil, that master of deceit, Sowing chaos in the concrete jungle streets. We're walking in the parable, every single day, Mixing with the shadows, trying to find our way. (Bridge - Melodic Rock, building intensity) They say, "Tear it out! Expose the fraud!" But patience holds the judgment of the Lord. The harvest is coming, the age's last breath, Angels with sickles, deciding life and death. The wicked get gathered, tied tight for the fire, Weeping and grinding teeth, consuming desire. (Chorus - Alternative Rock, with more intensity) He said, "An enemy did this, the venom is deep." But you gotta let it grow, gotta let the future keep. 'Cause if you start pullin' the roots up now, you'll kill the good with the bad, a shattered vow! Let the dark and the light run side by side, 'Til the reaper comes with the harvest tide! Burn the bundles, watch the furnace blaze, Yeah, the truth will hit in the final phase! (Outro - Rap over fading guitar riff) Yeah, they'll be thrown in the furnace, where the fire is hot, But the righteous, they shine, like the sun, on the spot. So you better listen close, better open your ears, 'Cause the separation is coming, it's conquering all fears. Weeds and the wheat... waiting on the clock... (Beat stops with a final, heavy guitar chord)

Trojan Blend