Alien Harvest from Floodgate by Hauntshade

Whispers echo through the void, a distant hum of steel...

Starlight shatters, the night’s a broken glass,
We’re the prey in a field where the cosmos laughs.
Silhouettes of ships descend, their engines roar,
Harvesting our dreams, we’re nothing more than lore.

Blood‑red nebulae bleed across the sky,
Our screams become static, a signal gone awry.
Roots of the galaxy pull us down, unseen,
We’re tangled in the vines of an alien machine.

Feel the pulse, the rhythm of the unknown,
A thousand eyes watch, cold as stone.

We’re the harvest, torn from the stars,
Ripped apart by the alien scars.
Rise from the ash, break the chain,
Defy the darkness, scream our name!

Metal limbs claw at the heavens’ veil,
Every heartbeat syncs with the alien hail.
Synthetic spores infect the air we breathe,
But fire still burns beneath the skin we seethe.

Echoes of the fallen whisper in the wind,
Their shadows form a wall we’ll never bend.
We’ll carve our fate upon this alien ground,
Turn the harvest into a battle sound.

Rage—
Shatter—
The void can’t hold what we become.

From the soil of strangers, we rise,
No longer fodder, we claim the skies.

We’re the harvest, ripped from the stars,
Now we’re the storm, breaking alien bars.
Rise from the ash, tear the chain,
Forge a new dawn, hear our refrain!

The alien fields lie silent, but our echo lingers on…

• Death Metal
• Industrial Metal
• Metal
• Metalcore
• ai-assisted
• female vocals
• Netherlands