Titel:
Harvester of Sorrow
Geschrieben:
Hetfield, Ulrich
Zuerst Live:
May 23. 1988
My life suffocates
Planting seeds of hate
I've loved, turned to hate
Trapped far beyond my fate

I give, you take
This life that I forsake
Been cheated of my youth
You turned this lie to truth

   Anger
   Misery
   You'll suffer unto me

   Harvester of sorrow
   Language of the mad
   Harvester of sorrow

Pure black, looking clear
My work is done soon here
Try getting back to me
Get back which used to be

Drink up
Shoot in
Let the beatings begin
Distributor of pain
Your loss becomes my gain

   Anger
   Misery
   You'll suffer unto me

   Harvester of sorrow
   Language of the mad
   Harvester of sorrow

All have said their prayers
Invade their nightmares
To see into my eyes
You'll find where murder lies

Infanticide

   Harvester of sorrow
   Language of the mad
   Harvester of sorrow
   Language of the mad
   Harvester of sorrow