Paroles de Fields Of Predation

Rigid, ordered rows of spikes metal and cold Extend across the fields Creating perfection within grid formation Frigid winds blow; exact a bitter toll On those unfortunates condemned unto the Steel fields of predation Savage is the sentencing when destined to be pierced For capital offenders this is punishment most fierce Even a fearless man will weep and plead At the calling of his name No escape, the time has come To plummet onto the plans Justice, just a relic In the new world forgotten Reigning malignancy in splattered steel The stench arises, rotten Any will to be free Is insurgency Wretched destiny is impalement Industrial wasteland is all you see; The poor lie diseased on the pavement