Perdition Winds - Saints Of The Deathfields
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- Perdition Winds
- Saints Of The Deathfields
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Saints Of The Deathfields
Lost in a storming white hell
Desolate, colorless, hazy horizon
Hear the drums of war, feel the pulse of death
As the shells of perseverance
Pound the earth Hammering the meek
Blessed limb by limb
Let them flee through iron rain
Set the fires, watch them burn
See his words boil their flesh
In the pyres we were born
The ancient hatred ascended
From the trenches to feed the flames
To starving mouths, we offer bone dust
Thirsty throats are filled with molten glass
The saints of the death fields
The harbringers of the light
We summon thee
In the pyres we were born
The ancient hatred ascended
From the trenches to feed the flames
A massive pillar of fire in all its beauty
The deepest essence of humanity
Given rise to yet another work of art
It invites you to join the dance
Only fear prevents salvation
Fools of hope that defy the flame
Turn around to your familiar slow agony
Face once more the saints of the death fields
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