The scythe had its own mind, it was covered in disease
Corpses of crows fertilize the earth, thieves cut down to their knees
Just a daze work, i put in my time, from full moon to sunrise
Always on the clock, but i don't mind i was build to grind
The water is tainted, no crops will grow
It hung patiently, never leaving it's post
Once a great asset, the fields, gave respect
For once in its life it has nothing to protect
Soaking up the vicious fluid, absorbed into undead bones
Purging the dirt of toxins, it was hellbent on getting stoned
The humans melted away, from deadly radiation
Leaving the scarecrow, fed up with permanent vacation
The water is tainted, no crops will grow
It hung patiently, never leaving it's post
Once a great asset, the fields, gave respect
For once in its life it has nothing
Had a few seed stashed away, one day hope to replant
Tilling rows. never gets old, curse this land with a chant
The seeds were planted, guard them with immortal bones
Roots take to rotten soil, producing sprouts to clone
Acre upon acre, harvested by scythe
Time to test the first batch, Hey this stuffs alright!
Radiant smoke pours on, through the night
Reaping the benefits, it's satisfied.
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