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Fields Of The Nephilim 1985 "Burning The Fields"


1. Trees Come Down

The war is passed
Now she tells him again
You should fetch the plans
The(?), the(?) you see

Leeway

Like the sun over the closing door
Whispered Caroline, walks down the steps
So feel the pain, feel the pain
The Heathen, the Heathen
Like the Heathen, the Heathen

From the crowd "Come Children of the Called"
And in the sect, they hurry around the closing door

So feel the pain, feel the pain
The Heathen, the Heathen
Like the Heathen, the Heathen

The Heathen...

Like the Heathen
Like the Heathen
God look out for the Heathen
The Heathen...

One more nightmare calling
Across the farthest fields
The night skies are dawning
Takes this much as you

Trees come down
Fall...

There's a girl in a green dress
She's got eyes like fire and lips so tame
She's huddled by the girl who's crying in the red dress
Hunger for life in this dying dying age

2. Back In Gehenna

All Great plains of the Earth
Are now lighted by fire
Now gather under wrecked land
From these horsemen in iron

This is the fear
And all you've turned up
Now the atmosphere
Is thicker than blood

From Gehenna to here
A release of sin
It's become our lair
We!
The Nephilim

See the woman thrive
In the blood from Heaven
Burn in banished fire
Like a scene called Hell
See the bloody fire
To you is forsaken
Burn this bloody fire
Burn
Burn Hell

3. Darkcell

Moon is rising
A million years to me
Soon be quieter
A passing tear from me
Sing the same
Lie here with me
Dreams a dream
They all drop dead asleep

Shining higher
A foolish tune
A cry from the top of the spire
Wear a prayer, drops and crumbles
Crumbles
Crumbles
Yes crumbles

Darkcell is among you
Darkcell is in my room
Darkcell with the mortal freak
Darkcell let me speak
Darkcell tomorrow bloom
Darkcell is in my room
Darkcell with the mortal freak
Darkcell let me speak to you...

Let me out
Let me
Let me out...

4. Laura

Tempted white eyes
Blinded by the night
Hollow like the towers
On the inside
Laura's a machine
She's burning insane
Laura's a machine

For a menace in disguise
Behold this night
The four walls are furnished
Now she's alive
No one ever helped poor Laura
She's rabin in ecstacy

She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop or fall She's
on the line,
Line to fall

People laughing an awful sight
Please leave Laura
'Tis her night
Laura's a machine
She's burning insane
Laura's a machine
From the light of the catherine wheel She
spins from above
Haunted by these times
My European love

No one ever helped poor Laura
She's rabid in ecstacy

She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop and fall She's
on the line to cut or fall
She's on the line
Line to fall


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