The fields of blood I'd left
Without you now, I'm free
They mean nothing to you
That war left scars on me
I hate with as much passion as I love I'd found out what you've done to me, girl
The end. Your end. And my birth
Walk away. Laughing away
And so now, your time's come, for me girl
Remember you always, and wonder, why?
I'll suffer in your sea
Your ocean bleeds into me I'll fall through your endless sky
But never, ever cry
Wounded by your cruelty
Yes, I'll suffer in your sea
The fileds of blood I'd left They mean nothing to you
That war left scars on me
Without you now, I'm free.
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