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]   Language of the mad      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   Language of the mad      All have said their prayers   Invade their nightmares   To see into my eyes   You'll find where murder lies