Fields of war which fuel my veins
In the end, son, I was once like you
Cut me child, you'll see I bleed
Scars of black which help me see
In the end, son, I was once like you
Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round soon
Life birth blood doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon
Fields of death, the rotted womb
Hates we chase of a blessed doom
In the end, son, I was once like you
The ashes that fly, the skin which burns
Kill all you can, refuse to learn
In the end, son, I was once like you
Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round soon
Life birth blood doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon
Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round soon
Life birth blood doom
The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon
I walk through fire, I feel no pain Fields of war which fuel my veins In the end, son, I was once like you Cut me child, you'll see I bleed Scars of black which help me see In the end, son, I was once like you Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin' round soon Life birth blood doom The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon Fields of death, the rotted womb Hates we chase of a blessed doom In the end, son, I was once like you The ashes that fly, the skin which burns Kill all you can, refuse to learn In the end, son, I was once like you Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin' round soon Life birth blood doom The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin' round soon Life birth blood doom The hole in the ground is comin' round, comin' round soon Explain Request ×
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