Fertile Fields

歌詞

Sometimes those simple things won't turn the trick no more and our self-important dreams they all lie shattered on the floor even the proletariat receives his royalty and as the battle rages on and on I wish it wasn't me And it seems so cruel (bis) the last one breaking up (bis) until the winter finds it's worth (bis) as we glide upon the earth Now the trees are swept aside by wind and sheets of rain and the fertile fields once glided have now withered and refrained sah who longs for comfort feels instead a savage thrust and the ashen sky grows ever darker as dawn gives way to dust And it seem so cruel (bis) the last one breaking up (bis) until the winter finds it's worth (bis) as we set our dogs upon the earth feast on the dead until no life remain forward towards a pointless end we squander never gain