[Verse]
Fields of torment
White as bone
Shredded hands
Harvest throne
Blades of rust
The air is thick
Cotton husks
Their skin I rip
[Prechorus]
Threads of life
Torn apart
Blood and soil
The reaper’s art
[Chorus]
Cotton shells
Their prison calls!
Skin and teeth
As the harvest falls!
Torn to shreds
The husks obey!
The Reaper reigns
Decay!
[Verse 2]
Broken spines of plants and men
Thorns that pierce
Again
Again
Bitter winds
They howl and scream
Cotton husks
A shattered dream
[Prechorus]
Threads of pain
Stitched in dread
Fields of death
Where angels bled
[Chorus]
Cotton shells
Their prison calls!
Skin and teeth
As the harvest falls!
Torn to shreds
The husks obey!
The Reaper reigns
Decay!