In The Fields Of Solace

Stand back and greet
The ubiquitous black horizon
Painted here so full of pain
To light up the sky.

Open arms embrace your doom
Reach out a hope filled hand
Fear breeds a face so cruel
Seeds of men. So bleak. So pale.

And the heavens have fallen
The stars they close their eyes
No longer a voice of reason
We're led to slaughter. Led to war.

Children look upon you now
Open hearts and trembling hands
Shadows bow their solomn heads
Has god turned his face away.

Can you see the sparkle
In the eye of destruction
Hold its gaze
And stumble towards oblivion
In the fields we greet
Our blackest horizon.

Without motion without your grace
Shrouded misery throned in cold
My leviation cowers beneath
Insidious gloom.

Lay my body aside
In slumber well blessed
The sky has opened wide
Far above our sleeping heads.

Fields.