Fields of War Lyrics

There came no warning
Mass graves are forming
With the bodies of the dead
Troops of death are storming
From the early morning
Filling victims full of dread
With the daylight dawning
Men of war keep spawning
Leaving no escape in sight
They rape and pillage
They burn the village
Screams of torment fill the night
Soil drenched in blood
Bloated bodies swell
The battlefield becomes
The gaping mouth of hell
The putrid scent of death
Is all that fills the air
With every painful breath
Upon these fields of war
Blood fills the water
Within this slaughter
Is the smell of burning flesh
Killing men and women
Even killing children
They would put them all to death
The bloody soil scorches
From the burning torches
Leaving nothing in their path
The brutal scene was savage
everything is ravaged
In the bloody aftermath
Soil drenched in blood
Bloated bodies swell
The battlefield becomes
The gaping mouth of hell
The putrid scent of death
Is all that fills the air
With every painful breath
Upon these fields of war