Red Harvest

The killer awoke before dawn He put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived, and he He paid a visit to his brother, and then he He walked on down the hall, yeah And he came to a door, and he looked inside "Father?" "Yes, son?" "I want to kill you" He said, "What?" "And mother, I want..." I want to fuck you! For what you put me through So, what you got? So, fuck you! It's coming back to you So, what you got? Whoa-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh The other night, I was out riding in a friend's car And out there on the side of the road There was this snake This snake had eyes of fire And fangs from another world But he was selling something He was selling devotion, he was selling dreams He was selling lifestyles And I said, "Sure, man. What you got?" "I'm interested in anything that's gonna get me off" And the snake just stood there and smiled With the spit in his eye, and cried Fuck you! For what you put me through So, what you got? So, fuck you! It's coming back to you So, what you got? Whoa-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh He was selling dreams, and he was selling lies I met the prisoner of my own device He was selling love, he was selling bliss He sold me anything, I could not resist Ride with me Ride with me Ride with me Ride with me I had the freedom to live how I wanted To take what I wanted to take from anyone at any time Forever in heartache As the snake just stood there and smiled at my demise I wasn't scared Whoa-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh So, fuck you! For what you put me through So, what you got? So, fuck you! For what you put me through So, what you got?

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

This song is called "Red Harvest" How many people can I hate in my mind With an intention of murder? Have the people fear me The people bleeding Once they're conditioned, it's easy to provoke aggression This premonition is evil Killing begets more killing The blood lust begins Killing begets more killings The blood lust begins What kind of visions can I build in my mind To harvest the hearts of the people? To create the fever, you need a reason Once they're conditioned, it's easy to provoke aggression This premonition is evil Killing begets more killing The blood lust begins Killing begets more killing The blood lust begins It makes me feel alive in my eyes It makes all the pain subside Just out after sunset I take a walk down the streets Ya know, try to clear my head And I feel like I gotta put my fist upon the wall Feel the cold concrete as it tears apart my knuckles Take it, feel it, you freak I feel I'm breaking down now Take it, feel it, you freak I feel I'm breaking down now Take it, feel it, you freak I feel I'm breaking down now Take it, feel it, you freak I feel I'm breaking down now Take it, feel it, you freak I feel I'm breaking down Take it, feel it, you freak I feel Take it, feel it, you freak I feel I'm fucking up Take it, feel it, you freak I can't get out

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

The world's fucked up, and we lit the fuse It's all used up. What you gonna do? There's a devil in the desert; there's a devil in the TV There's a devil in the mirror, and he's fucking with me Turn the fuck around, and you get your fucking face split Turn the fuck around, and you get your fucking face split Turn the fuck around, and you get your fucking face split Motherfucker Worlds will collide A fire from the sky The afterlife will await you The man on the TV is all you need to see Well, freedom's our message, but money's the key Media is a weapon selling fear and deception Painting propaganda and disbelief Go load another round and cut the fucker down Go load another round and cut the fucker down Load another round and cut the fucker down Load another fucking round Worlds will collide A fire from the sky The afterlife will await you Worlds will collide A fire from the sky The afterlife will await you Shut the fuck up It's murder Shut the fuck up Murder Murder Murder Murder (There are no innocent people) Keep the public busy so they'll never see Keep them so busy that they're full of greed Never ask a question, and never ask why Ship them to the desert, now watch them die Turn the fuck around, and you get your fucking head split Turn the fuck around, and you get your fucking head... Turn the fuck around, and you get your fucking head split Motherfucker Worlds will collide A fire from the sky The afterlife will await you Worlds will collide A fire from the sky The afterlife awaits you Whoa (Murder) Whoa (Murder) Whoa (Murder) Whoa (Murder) Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

Burn it down It's a production of fear Take another look isn't it clear It's all so sadistic, annihilistic, it's so fucking vicious It's getting harder to feel for all the people I kill No time to cry for those who died They stay unjustified Through these eyes, I see the catastrophe lying in my wake Voices inside my mind shiver my spine I am not ashamed Look at me, I'm a dead man walking Put another nail in the coffin On the hill, I see the bodies burning Burn it down Looking back at the fields, all the blood that I've spilt There's no emotion, just destruction of another person Look at the blood on my hands I feel no pain in my heart Take a paxil, take a Xanax It won't erase the memories Through these eyes, I have seen such misery I am not afraid And if I should die tonight, that would be just fine Lay me in my grave Look at me, I'm a dead man walking Put another nail in the coffin On the hill, I see the bodies burning Burn it down Look at me, I'm a dead man walking Put another nail in the coffin On the hill, I see the bodies burning Burn it down Look at me, I'm a dead man walking Put another nail in the coffin On the hill, I see the bodies burning Burn it down Look at me, I'm a dead man walking Put another nail in the coffin On the hill, I see the bodies burning Burn, burn, burn it down False evidence appearing real So superficial, so superficial False evidence appearing real So superficial, so superficial So superficial, so superficial

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

She's like the young white rabbit with bloodshot eyes Dreaming of another place inside its mind Well, it's a lonely place that houses the suffering And feeds the pain So, what would you do for fifteen minutes of fame Out on your own? Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin, now Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin She's been chasing dragons for endless nights So afraid to live and yet, afraid to die Well, it's a lonely place that houses the suffering And feeds the pain So, what would you do for fifteen minutes of fame Out on your own? Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin, now Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin Another night Oh, just another night Now, now Some friends are out to get you They're out to do you harm And tie you off and shoot you full of... Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin, now Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin, now Shoot me full of sin, now Shoot me full of sin Some friends are out to get you Some out to do you harm They'll tie you off and shoot you full of sin Some friends are out to get you They're out to do you harm And tie you off and shoot you full of...

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

Retribution is no question We will beat your fucking head I've been looking around Some people can't be found As if they're locked in solitude It's hard to get by on a handful of dimes It's impossible for positive attitude Unscarred Underdog Hardcore is life It's a fight to the top, the shit don't stop So, suck it up and be a man Before your vision is dead Retribution is no question We will beat your fucking head Although the faces may change The song remains the same It's how you deal with the gratitude The whiskey kicks in, the blood will begin And I will show all you punks how it is to lose Unscarred Underdog Hardcore is life It's a fight to the top, the shit don't stop So, suck it up and be a man Before your vision is dead Before it's dead Now it's gone Now, now, now, now I ain't feeling right, I ain't feeling fine Right now, I'm a motherfucking suicide I ain't feeling right, I ain't feeling fine Right now, I'm a motherfucking suicide Suck it, suck it up Suck it, suck it up Suck it, suck it up Suck it, suck it, suck One, two One, two, three, four

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

Desperate cries in the hour of vengeance Merciless the way of the world Traumatized by the hours of chaos No place you can run Seal your fate A relentless attack Rising of a foreign flag Revenge doesn't matter on who As long as it's one of them Submission (Killing) Relentless (Murder) Obliterated from the past Fire, destruction Now there's no turning back Show 'em no love, show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Crucified, the prophet is vanquished Killing of the newborn king Justified by those who compel Us servants of a different fate Certain death, signs of a hysteria Confusion on the way to the way to the gates Terror among the ranks Now you will be laid to waste Submission (Killing) Relentless (Murder) Obliterated from the past Fire, destruction Now there's no turning back Show 'em no love, show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding What a waste Give to me He who shall arise Like a phoenix from the flame Demon shall arise Lay your soul to waste, to waste Show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and he's fit for the bleeding Show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for... Show 'em no love, show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Show 'em no love, show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

Looking out upon the highway Already two hundred and fifty miles gone I take my first taste of freedom And I've never felt so alive, yeah And out of the corner of my eye, I see a woman Well, she was more radiant than I ever could have imagined And she was singing, "What's wrong with you?" What is the problem With drinking whiskey and smoking weed? Live within the system If you don't like it, well fucking leave Well, get me back, get me back on the road I met the devil and I sold my soul 'Cause everything and everyone is on (Hey, hey, hey) Come along now, I need a fix You're my puzzle, and my pieces fit 'Cause everything and everyone is on (Hey, hey, hey) The nights in the desert paint pictures That aren't always what they seem The dust kicking up all around It makes this shit come on like a whirlwind And she stands up on the hood of her car And she screams to all the demons and murderers I wanna see chaos, wanna see victims Be one with the pain The power of our redemption Suppresses the memories of tragedy Oh, give me what I need Let me drift away Where all the troubles, all my troubles Are so far away Well, get me back, get me back on the road I met the devil and I sold my soul 'Cause everything and everyone is on (Hey, hey, hey) Come along now, I need a fix You're my puzzle, and my pieces fit 'Cause everything and everyone is on (Hey, hey, hey) Well, get me back, get me back on the road I met the devil and I sold my soul 'Cause everything and everyone is on (Hey, hey, hey) Come along now, I need a fix You're my puzzle, and my pieces fit 'Cause everything and everyone is on (Hey, hey, hey) Everyone is so comprimised That they will never be (The chosen ones) Everyone is so comprimised That they will never be (The chosen ones) Everyone is so comprimised That they will never be (The chosen ones) Everyone is so comprimised That they will never be (The chosen ones) You all feel like you've been put down? You've all been fucking compromised You've all been sold (The chosen ones) Your soul is ruined How does it feel to be numbered? And to be one in a million Just another statistic in failure (The chosen ones) Once again, you are compromised Enslaved, mindless Cut off from something else, someone else (The chosen ones) Living off somebody else's dream Somebody else's hard work (The chosen ones) You are the compromised How does it feel? How does it feel to be numbered?

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

Weapons engaged The satellites have their position The threat is imminent We have proof and probable cause Strike and we shall be victorious Let the killing begin Here's where the killing begins Your orders are clear to search and destroy Leave nothing alive Women and children are collateral damage In keeping them nothing can be gained To destroy them is no loss at all Let the killing begin Here's where the killing begins No there ain't no hope There is no feeling left in this heart of stone And so it goes, set to explode We are the killing machine set to unload We now reserve the right to invade your homes and Seize your properties, and search your persons at will Meanwhile your ports are a gaping hole The casualties will be enormous Let the killing begin Here's where the killing begins As the killing begins No there ain't no hope There is no feeling left in this heart of stone And so it goes, set to explode We are the killing machine set to unload Now that you're surrounded And cut off from all support The nemesis rises as the targets acquired And you look upon the sky and pray To the gods above To the gods above No there ain't no hope There is no feeling left in this heart of stone And so it goes, set to explode We are the killing machine set to unload

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

I wanna wake up with a reason to celebrate I wanna wake up before it's too late I wanna hear that song on the radio Spinning 'round my head like a halo As I fade to another place Where I dream while I'm still awake I feel chained as I waste away I sip this cheap champagne It's just another day Hey, old man, you used to live for the heroin You were a shooting star leaving impressions Now you're sittin' alone in your rocking chair Wishing you could rocket right out of there As I fade to another place Where I dream while I'm still awake I feel chained as I waste away I sip this cheap champagne It's just another day It's hopeless devotion It drags me down, it weighs a thousand pounds I'm drowning in horrid lies How can this be true? I have been denied It's hopeless devotion It drags me down, it weighs a thousand pounds I'm drowning in horrid lies How can this be true? I have been denied It's hopeless I have been denied I have been, I have been denied I have been denied How can this be true? I have been denied I have been denied Denied

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026

We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on the afterlife We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on oblivion We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on the afterlife We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on oblivion We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on the afterlife We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on the afterlife We're all afraid to die We are living a lie Bring on the endless night Bring on oblivion

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026