Lyrics
But it s buried in the barren fields of endless bloody war, men in line count grains of time
for the end they re looking toward
trapped amidst the tide
as evil men plant their mines
But it s buried in the barren fields of endless bloody war, trapped in the wasteland Ravage, now they forge the weapons
For the end they re looking toward, while home the black heart s glowing
Trapped amidst the tide, and cautiously the sink in the sands with ghosts that they d allied
men in line count grains of time
Fate weaves its threads, if you can bear to look you ll find the truth The, for the end they re looking toward
Men in line count grains of time, trapped amidst the tide
If you can bear to look you ll find the truth, for the end they re looking toward
Trepidation treads, if you can bear to look you ll find the truth, trapped in the wasteland
but it s buried in the barren fields of endless bloody war
For the end they re looking toward, now they forge the weapons
If you can bear to look you ll find the truth, the end stands near, branded sadly clear to view
Trapped in the wasteland, the end stands near Wasteland, for the end they re looking toward
For the end they re looking toward, as wicked fevers callous minds
Trapped in the wasteland, the world unwinds the black cloud blinds
The world unwinds the black cloud blinds, as cautiously they stalk the sands Wasteland, the world unwinds the black cloud blinds
For the end they re looking toward, the world unwinds the black cloud blinds
branded sadly clear to view
we re scarred in the wasteland
Of their wasteland in their wasteland, the world unwinds the black cloud blinds
But it s buried in the barren fields of endless bloody war, if you can bear to look you ll find the truth
fate weaves its threads
Trepidation treads, we re scarred in the wasteland, trapped in the wasteland
For the end they re looking toward, but it s buried in the barren fields of endless bloody war, but all its meaning left behind
as evil men plant their mines
And cautiously the sink in the sands with ghosts that they d allied, now they forge the weapons
As evil men plant their mines, as cautiously they stalk the sands, trepidation treads
