[Lyric] Profiteer (Yawning Earth)

Subsist
A tick on the ear of mankind
Foul harvester
Turn the blades of the combine

Shredded husks
Of lives, bodies, souls
Eject from the blades
And float to earth

Their blood is my nectar
My sacks engorged
Larger than nations
Older than sin

Open the floodgates
Let the plague descend
In the name of endless
Exponential growth

All is profit
Every man a target