The Scythe

Go!

Pray for rain
To wash over the fires you've made
Harvesting
Of the sustenance coursing my veins
New American Christ for the weak
Selling utopia, dumb is the price we pay

You're looking away
Ignoring the flames, but you know
It's an altar of lies
It's an abomination of truth
The end of all hope
Before you're reborn, you must die

Reap what you sow
And come back to life
Reap what you sow
Give blood to the scythe
Reap what you sow

Opiate
Of the masses infesting the land
Salvation
Let me taste the rapture, a mouthful of sand
Behold a new fascism fall into line
Your coveting eyes couldn't see all the fucking signs

You're looking away
You keep looking away, but you know
It's an altar of lies
It's an abomination of truth
The illusion of hope
Before you're reborn, you must die

Reap what you sow
And come back to life
Reap what you sow
Give blood to the scythe
Reap what you sow
And come back to life
Reap what you sow
Give blood to the scythe
Reap what you sow

Call my name
And tell me when it's all over
Pray for rain
It's all that you can hope for
Call my name
And tell me when it's all over
Pray for rain
It's all that you can hope for