Warcry - The Fields We Choose

Swords and Axes we whirl our maces
Different opinion leads us to victory
Our leaders go insane
When the fight’s in vaine
conquest is our driving aim

The fields we choose
To raise our battles
Fields of grass
Later covered with blood
The fields we choose
To raise our battles
Fields of grass
Later covered with blood and wrath

Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my...
and still I feel
that no end is near

A curse lies upon us
of violence and warlust
In my name – torture them
to death
the problem with my words
They’re true but I know it’s
a declaration of war

The fields we choose
To raise our battles
Fields of grass
Later covered with blood
The fields we choose
To raise our battles
Fields of grass
Later covered with blood and wrath

Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my...
and still I feel
that no end is near

If we stand in your way
you will just go away
Yes I – I will set a mark

The fields we choose
To raise our battles
Fields of grass
Later covered with blood
The fields we choose
To raise our battles
Fields of grass
Later covered with blood and wrath

Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my eyes I feel
Metal – Metal – violence burns in my...
and still I feel
that no end is near