Fields Of Honour

Sodom · Masquerade In Blood [1995]

Living spaces, contaminated



By all the fatal scrap



They'll coming down, materialised



Enchanted by the grace of god



They'll keep their eyes on you



To turn around the fool



Separate the chaft from the wheat



To save you from decease



Escapism, the end of the road



Last judgement's last decree



Lost games, wrong aims



Blue planet only leased



They'll keep their eyes on you



To turn around the fool



Separate the chaft from the wheat



To save you from decease



Falling on the fields of honour



Falling on the fields of honour



Betrayed souls, ruined lives



Common graves, eradication



Waiting for the end of time



In the battle of annihilation



They'll keep their eyes on you



To turn around the fool



Separate the chaft from the wheat



To save you from decease



Falling on the fields of honour



Falling on the fields of honour



Living spaces, deserted



You've lost the chance you've got



Human race, transiency



A thing of the past



They'll keep their eyes on you



To turn around the fool



Separate the chaft from the wheat



To save you from decease



Falling on the fields of honour



Falling on the fields of honour



Falling on the fields of honour



Falling on the fields of honour