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Fields Of HonourLiving spaces, contaminatedBy all the fatal scrap They'll be coming down, materialized Enchanted by the grace of god They'll keep their eyes on you To turn around the fool Separate the chaff from the wheat To save you from decease Escapism, the end of the road Last judgment's last decree Lost games, wrong aims Blue planet only leased They'll keep their eyes on you To turn around the fool Separate the chaff from the wheat To save you from decease Falling on the fields of honour Betrayed souls, ruined lifes Common graves, eradication Waiting for the end of time In the battle of annihilation Living spaces, deserted You've lost the chance you've got Human race, transiency A thing of the past |