Fields

And i remember
Miles of fields of soulless bodies
Opened eyes the nothing watching
And fog
To make everything unite to my sight
And fog
To make everything unite to my sight
And fog

Mountains hide the red
Of the final hour of the day
And the lake
Where the boat carried us
On this side
And i remember
I saw soldiers lying
As sign of what passed

And thousand empty eyes
Looking at the sky
Covered in gray clouds
Waiting for the rain again

The running at the conquest
The willing of power for
The illusion of control

The running at the conquest for
The illusion of control

The running at the conquest
The willing of power for
The illusion of control

Mountains hide the red
Of the final hour of the day
And the lake
Where the boat carried us
On this side
And i remember
I saw soldiers lying
As sign of what passed
From here