White Fields
π΅ 1055 characters
β±οΈ 5:00 duration
π ID: 10004246
π Lyrics
On white fields the hate still rages on
Where does it's endless force come from?
It runs amok in great greed
When flesh is weak
And desire dark
Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
The howling arrows skim on white fields
Hunting down the prey of night
Cutting sore wounds in many shields
In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
A crimson snowdrift before us
A rimy forest behind
Life's a prisoner of the underworld
The chasing anger is gaining
It's passage can't be prevented
The stare of the heaven's star is cold
A dimly visible horizon
The northern sky ablaze
A crowd of fate
Roaming in the haze
On the road to doom,
Not victory
The path of gore and frost
We step upon a trail of misery
The howling arrows skim on white fields
Hunting down the prey of night
Cutting sore wounds in many shields
In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
The howling arrows skim on white fields
Hunting down the prey of night
Cutting sore wounds in many shields
In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
Where does it's endless force come from?
It runs amok in great greed
When flesh is weak
And desire dark
Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
The howling arrows skim on white fields
Hunting down the prey of night
Cutting sore wounds in many shields
In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
A crimson snowdrift before us
A rimy forest behind
Life's a prisoner of the underworld
The chasing anger is gaining
It's passage can't be prevented
The stare of the heaven's star is cold
A dimly visible horizon
The northern sky ablaze
A crowd of fate
Roaming in the haze
On the road to doom,
Not victory
The path of gore and frost
We step upon a trail of misery
The howling arrows skim on white fields
Hunting down the prey of night
Cutting sore wounds in many shields
In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
The howling arrows skim on white fields
Hunting down the prey of night
Cutting sore wounds in many shields
In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:44.46] On white fields the hate still rages on
[00:51.71] Where does it's endless force come from?
[00:59.85] It runs amok in great greed
[01:04.45] When flesh is weak
[01:08.94] And desire dark
[01:11.68] Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
[01:34.34] Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
[01:42.69] The howling arrows skim on white fields
[01:47.12] Hunting down the prey of night
[01:51.74] Cutting sore wounds in many shields
[01:55.48] In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
[02:41.65] A crimson snowdrift before us
[02:44.33] A rimy forest behind
[02:48.93] Life's a prisoner of the underworld
[02:58.88] The chasing anger is gaining
[03:02.55] It's passage can't be prevented
[03:07.05] The stare of the heaven's star is cold
[03:16.07] A dimly visible horizon
[03:19.72] The northern sky ablaze
[03:25.11] A crowd of fate
[03:28.71] Roaming in the haze
[03:33.24] On the road to doom,
[03:37.86] Not victory
[03:41.42] The path of gore and frost
[03:45.92] We step upon a trail of misery
[03:50.53] The howling arrows skim on white fields
[03:55.01] Hunting down the prey of night
[03:59.57] Cutting sore wounds in many shields
[04:03.12] In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
[04:07.73] The howling arrows skim on white fields
[04:12.23] Hunting down the prey of night
[04:16.78] Cutting sore wounds in many shields
[04:20.46] In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
[04:26.89]
[00:51.71] Where does it's endless force come from?
[00:59.85] It runs amok in great greed
[01:04.45] When flesh is weak
[01:08.94] And desire dark
[01:11.68] Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
[01:34.34] Hear the sighing of a bleeding world
[01:42.69] The howling arrows skim on white fields
[01:47.12] Hunting down the prey of night
[01:51.74] Cutting sore wounds in many shields
[01:55.48] In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
[02:41.65] A crimson snowdrift before us
[02:44.33] A rimy forest behind
[02:48.93] Life's a prisoner of the underworld
[02:58.88] The chasing anger is gaining
[03:02.55] It's passage can't be prevented
[03:07.05] The stare of the heaven's star is cold
[03:16.07] A dimly visible horizon
[03:19.72] The northern sky ablaze
[03:25.11] A crowd of fate
[03:28.71] Roaming in the haze
[03:33.24] On the road to doom,
[03:37.86] Not victory
[03:41.42] The path of gore and frost
[03:45.92] We step upon a trail of misery
[03:50.53] The howling arrows skim on white fields
[03:55.01] Hunting down the prey of night
[03:59.57] Cutting sore wounds in many shields
[04:03.12] In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
[04:07.73] The howling arrows skim on white fields
[04:12.23] Hunting down the prey of night
[04:16.78] Cutting sore wounds in many shields
[04:20.46] In a dream of life there's (only) death in sight
[04:26.89]