The morning mist is burning slow

Blood od sons and brothers gonna flow

Tomorrow will I live,

I just don¹t know

Morning comes we march again

Into the fields of the killing man

Don¹t know where I¹m going

Or just where I been



At times I feel so alone

Hope to find my way back home

Mama I done asked the Lord

He told me, ³Son, I just don¹t know...²



Harvester of pain

I ain¹t the one to blame

Harvester of pain

Caught between the blue and the gray



Mama I done killed a man

Was told he wasn¹t part of the plan

Don¹t worry none

I be getting by best that I can

Every day¹s a living hell

The reapear be weaving his spell

Serageant take me aside

Tell me son, ³Peace ain¹t what we¹re here to sell...²



At times I feel so alone

Hope to find my way back home

Mama I done asked the Lord

He told me, ³Son, I just don¹t kow...²



Harvester of pain

I ain¹t the one to blame

Harvester of pain

Caught between the blue and the gray