Epicure - Lyrics - Harvest
Harvest is the process of gathering mature crops from the fields. Reaping is the cutting of grain or pulse for harvest, typically using a scythe, sickle, or reaper. The harvest marks the end of the growing season, or the growing cycle for a particular crop, and social importance of this event makes it the focus of seasonal celebrations such as a harvest festival, found in many religions. On smaller farms with minimal mechanization, harvesting is the most labor-intensive activity of the growing season. On large, mechanized farms, harvesting utilizes the most expensive and sophisticated farm machinery, like the combine harvester. Harvesting in general usage includes an immediate post-harvest handling, all of the actions taken immediately after removing the cropâcooling, sorting, cleaning, packingâup to the point of further on-farm processing, or shipping to the wholesale or consumer market.
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"running out of time burning out on this life again running out of silence crying out for redemption and I will be the wounded the flame that flickers over the shame will wash away and the guilt will lead me to violence I carry over into what would be suicide my mind my very soul is tearing me apart lies won't save us sorrow no *** hope just this once be my savior this is war I won't let you neglect your fate what will control the pacifist when violence rains down and brings death what will consume the world's eyes if there's no violence in their minds it's just like you and I will be the wounded the flame that flickers over the shame comes from what's inside as you stand and watch life in a sane world why is this wrong time is my *** ali and this time it means war I won't let you neglect your fate"
