(Verse 1)
The fields are red, the skies are gray
A harvest of death, a mournful day
The reaper's scythe cuts through the air
Leaving behind despair and fear

(Chorus)
The reaper's harvest, a bitter yield
Innocent lives, forever sealed
A world consumed by hatred's flame
A battleground, a game of shame

(Verse 2)
Soldiers fall, their dreams undone
Families shattered, battles won
Revenge is sown, hatred grows
A cycle of violence, no one knows

(Chorus)
The reaper's harvest, a bitter yield
Innocent lives, forever sealed
A world consumed by hatred's flame
A battleground, a game of shame

(Bridge)
We search for peace, but war endures
The cycle repeats, our hearts endure
But can we break free from this chain?
Or are we doomed to suffer in vain?

(Chorus)
The reaper's harvest, a bitter yield
Innocent lives, forever sealed
A world consumed by hatred's flame
A battleground, a game of shame