In the grassy fields, where the world goes to sleep
( We kissed this world goodbye ) Again
The distance evinced, a drama of conflict
Where angels where gruesome, and devils where good
The beauty of heaven, falling to pieces
We witnessed the ending, of time where we stood
A drunken Messiah, wielding his cross
Whispering secrets, of living in loss
No one cared, he burst out in tears
In the grassy fields, where the world goes to sleep
Paradise sacred, rented with swords
Angels in chariots, going to war
A time to perish, a time to thrive
In the grassy fields, we kissed this world goodbye
Again |
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