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Sense Field Burn

the day I thought of what you always say And silence doesn?t ease the pain Violence wouldn?t solve a thing I?ll learn to burn, I?ll learn to burn I?ll learn to burn

We hit the blue fields In the blue sedan we didn't get much further Just as the sun was rising in the mist We were all alone, we didn't need much more

This place has a history The Spaniards settled here They burned the town and fields They moved away from here My grandma often told me She knew it peaceful

Between layers of coma and death in fields of blood it's a sightless, soundless, muted sense of touch This broken world is spiritless and homeless, burning

worlds The flame of war desire burns inside my soul. Spellbound by this blind passion In battle lust my mind is drowned Red is the path:to the war field

Noble grace, innocent faith Running throughout the fields immense Shouting free in the air again Dancing there with the wind Sudden gust hit my face, burning

face like, "Don't steal our songs, Lars" While Sony sells the burners that are burning CD-R's So Warner, EMI, hear me clearly Universal Music, update your circuitry They sue little kids downloading hit songs They think that makes sense

mercy as they fall, the fire burns inside Now prepare for war You feel the pain no longer, daylight, your heart grows stronger Don't even sense the burning

is rotting all over the fields Dread is spreading unbound Nobody cared what the wise man said This world's going down to the ground What is the sense