The Bloody Harvest

[Verse 1] Crows in the furrows Teeth in the wheat Scythe in the sunrise Rust-colored sleep Children of drought Counting the flies Mud on their tongues Ash in their eyes [Chorus] This is the bloody harvest We sowed with broken bones Fields drink the blackened marrow No one goes home This is the bloody harvest Skin stitched to the stone Hang me on the crooked scarecrow Leave me alone [Verse 2] Lanterns like open wounds Swinging in wind Names carved in fence posts Peel from the skin Laughter of cattle Under the knife Heaven stays empty We choke on this life [Chorus] This is the bloody harvest We sowed with broken bones Fields drink the blackened marrow No one goes home This is the bloody harvest Cold dirt in my throat Bind me to the rotting treeline Cut my last hope [Bridge] I am the plague in the pasture (yeah) I am the rot in the rain Every grain a small confession Every breath a stain [Chorus] This is the bloody harvest We sowed with broken bones Fields drink the blackened marrow No one goes home This is the bloody harvest Red moon Static sky Reap me where the shadows gather Leave me here to die