Harvester of Pain
Pride & Glory Lyrics


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The morning mist is burning slow
Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow
Tomorrow will I live,
I just don't know
Morning comes we march again
Into the fields of the killing man
Don't know where I'm 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, Son, I just don't know...

Harvester of pain
I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
Caught between the blue and the gray

Mama I done killed a man
Was told he wasn't part of the plan
Don't worry none
I be getting by best that I can
Every day's a living hell
The reapear be weaving his spell
Serageant take me aside
Tell me son, Peace ain't what we're here to sell...

At times I feel so alone
Hope to find my way back home
Mama I done asked the Lord
He told me, Son, I just don't know...

Harvester of pain
I ain't the one to blame




Harvester of pain
Caught between the blue and the gray

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Pride & Glory's song "Harvester of Pain" tell the story of a soldier who is caught in the brutal and senseless violence of war. The opening lines describe the eerie calm before battle, as the soldier anticipates the bloodshed that is about to unfold. He wonders if he will survive the day, knowing that he may indeed become a casualty of war.


As the song progresses, the soldier speaks of his loneliness and confusion, as he struggles to understand the point of the conflict he is embroiled in. He questions his faith and his purpose, asking God for answers that never come. The chorus of the song features the haunting repeated line "harvester of pain," which suggests that the soldier has become a pawn of the military-industrial complex, a tool to be used and discarded in the pursuit of war and profit.


The final lines reveal that the soldier has taken a human life, but feels compelled to justify his actions to his mother. He speaks of the horrors of war, and how he is doing his best to survive in a world that seems bent on destroying him. Ultimately, the song is a poignant commentary on the senselessness and tragedy of war, and the toll it takes on those who are drafted into its ranks.


Line by Line Meaning

The morning mist is burning slow
The scene is tense, heavy and ominous as the singer, along with his fellow soldiers, moves towards the unknown.


Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow
There's a vicious conflict happening, and they are prepared for it knowingly or not.


Tomorrow will I live, I just don't know
Death is the only certainty in war, and they are preparing to face it every day.


Morning comes we march again, Into the fields of the killing man
Each new day is a chance to face death, and they cannot refuse.


Don't know where I'm going, Or just where I been
Amidst the chaos, the artist is lost, questioning his place in the conflict.


At times I feel so alone, Hope to find my way back home
The singer yearns for the safety of home, and the heavy toll of war has taken a mental toll on him.


Mama I done asked the Lord, He told me, Son, I just don't know...
The singer is questioning the morality of war and is calling out for help, only to be met with uncertainty and confusion.


Harvester of pain, I ain't the one to blame, Harvester of pain, Caught between the blue and the gray
The artist is trapped in between two sides of a conflict, and both are responsible for the pain and destruction.


Mama I done killed a man, Was told he wasn't part of the plan, Don't worry none, I be getting by the best that I can
The artist has taken a life, and it was not in their best interest; however, they are trying to push on despite it.


Every day's a living hell, The reaper be weaving his spell, Sergeant take me aside, Tell me son, Peace ain't what we're here to sell...
The conflict is taking its toll, and the war has become a cycle of death and destruction, all while being justified under the guise of 'selling' peace.


Harvester of pain, I ain't the one to blame, Harvester of pain, Caught between the blue and the gray
The singer reiterates that both sides of the war are responsible for the pain and destruction in a conflict they are unsure of and do not condone.




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Lyrics to Harvester Of PainThe morning mist is burning slow 
Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow 
Tomorrow will I live, 

I just don't know
Morning comes we march again
Into the fields of the killing man
Don't know where I'm 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, Son, I just don't know... 

Harvester of pain
I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
Caught between the blue and the gray 

Mama I done killed a man
Was told he wasn't part of the plan
Don't worry none
I be getting by best that I can
Every day's a living hell
The reapear be weaving his spell
Serageant take me aside
Tell me son, Peace ain't what we're here to sell... 

At times I feel so alone
Hope to find my way back home
Mama I done asked the Lord
He told me, Son, I just don't know... 

Harvester of pain
I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
Caught between the blue and the gray



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@nealcarothers8385

I listen to this song 10 times a Saturday night!

@joshholliday5282

ZW’s the 🐐,this song goes hard.🤘🏻

@sergiofontanella4856

Great album! I still love it

@nealcarothers8385

Best guitarist in the Goddamn world. Living!!!!!!

@nealcarothers8385

He still kills it with BLS

@justalyssa2023

a true bad ass

@user-yf2ry2mg8m

and true bad bass. Three years later thank you ))

@fly1983

3:18 <3

@nealcarothers8385

1 of the best ZW songs ever!!!!!!! Who the fuck ever he played with!!!!

@nealcarothers8385

Goddamn good song!!!!

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