Red Fields

Clashing against kings
Trying to catch the wind
And I know all these things
Come behind you again
The taste is still so fresh
Rage and greed, your troops
Your wet and bruised lips
This way make me feel alone and poor
Sometimes all I want is, just look the blue sky and feel the wind
Free my weary head and sink in a coma darkened in the darkest blue
But now
Bloody fields cry loud for you
The justice in your hands
Loyalty in your soul
And I know these things
Are not but a castle of sand
Living as a man
Fighting for the men
The god inside you
Was not what you wanted too, oh?
Sometimes all I want is, just look the blue sky and feel the wind
Free my weary head and sink in a coma darkened in the darkest blue
But now...
Sometimes all I want is, just look the blue sky and feel the wind
Free my weary head and sink in a coma darkened in the darkest blue
But now
Red fields cry loud for you
It's time to meet your doom