Red Fields کے بول

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