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lirik lagu komatose (horrorcore) - the harvest - the directors cut

[intro: zing tsjeng]
a rampant trade in human organs, involving collusion between organized criminals and corrupt doctors, police and medical administration staff. she was just one potential victim in a global industry that turns over an estimated one billion dollars every year. (every year, every year, every year)

[verse 1: komatose]
when i was younger i used to get all the treats
i would collect pieces of young innocent sweets
five foot two, eyes light blue, her skin is nice too
i got eyes of knives and i need a slicе with the right view
i’ve got a handlе and a fat bank account
i’m for hire on the deep web for a sw~nk amount
the sale’s only once a year when the people roam streets
i’m in high demand, the pumpkin man is known for his meats
since it’s all in, i let her see my real face
i’m out here for the harvest and nothing goes to waste
she’s still alive when i dig inside
i wipe a little on her lips so she knows what she provides
and then i check the list and get down to business
i’m a master butcher and i love this b~tches thickness
straight sickness, i’ma sn~tch up these lungs with a quickness
within minutes have her harvested for something quite delicious

[chorus: komatose]
the air is crisp and the nights are cold
i’ve got a job to do and the rights have been sold
to the highest bidder and i ain’t no quitter
the harvest is real and i’m here to deliver
the air is crisp and the nights are cold
i’ve got a job to do and the rights have been sold
to the highest bidder and i ain’t no quitter
the harvest is real and i’m here to deliver
[verse 2: scum]
cooler filled with dry ice that can go in the mail
it’s preserving the prize that’s within, marked for sale
the retail asking price of each organ depends
on how quickly without it my virus life ends
motherf~cks with no souls and them fat bank accounts
plenty more for this meat, never code by ounce
turning red into green, elbow deep in the first
bet that you’ve never seen human filth at its worst
well, take a look motherf~cker, take a look at
somebody willing to dismember you alive
removing organs that have been requested
wasting the rest, i highly doubt they will survive
without they kidneys, lungs or even livers
i’m known as someone that delivers once i’m paid
a sociopath that’s lacking all compassion
cutting and slashing as i harvest with my blade

[chorus: komatose]
the air is crisp and the nights are cold
i’ve got a job to do and the rights have been sold
to the highest bidder and i ain’t no quitter
the harvest is real and i’m here to deliver
the air is crisp and the nights are cold
i’ve got a job to do and the rights have been sold
to the highest bidder and i ain’t no quitter
the harvest is real and i’m here to deliver
[verse 3: grimm gfx]
welcome, don’t mind the mess on the floor
your credentials will be checked at the door
it’s a private function y’all (come on)
help yourself to the bar
check the manifests, see what we got next in store
i got a network full of wet work, that’s right (yeah)
komatose, surgical, precise with a knife
i’m mister on fire, mister goliath
mister woke~up~on~the~wrong~side~of bed~and~chose~violence
but i digress, we giving y’all the finest designer flesh
you pick it, i dissect
locally sourced, you can stick it in some dying guys chest
but you snitch and you’ll go bye bye next (bye bye)
koma got a blade and he only wanna slit throats
only taking paper and gold, no crypto
and the same rules apply here as anywhere you go
whoever got the deepest pockets take the body parts home

[chorus: komatose]
the air is crisp and the nights are cold
i’ve got a job to do and the rights have been sold
to the highest bidder and i ain’t no quitter
the harvest is real and i’m here to deliver
the air is crisp and the nights are cold
i’ve got a job to do and the rights have been sold
to the highest bidder and i ain’t no quitter
the harvest is real and i’m here to deliver
[outro: zing tsjeng & scott carney]
and there’s plenty of money to be made. a clean heart or lungs will likely set you back at least $130,000 with a liver or kidney coming in at under six figures. corneas are cheapest of all, according to the same research, coming in at at a mere $30,000
they had these, i mean, essentially organ conveyor belts where these prisoners would be anesthetized but still conscious and be completely harvested. they’d harvest their corneas, their kidneys, and their hearts. (their hearts, their hearts, their hearts, their hearts)
but the grim fact is there’s no shortage of others right behind them ready to take their place in a world where demand for organs far outstrips the legal supply

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