2000 Years a Pyre
Lord of the Lost
GENRE In the field of blood
An elegy
For the person
That I claimed to be
In the field of blood
In agony
Ashamed of the villain
That I chose to be
Leave me to mourn for what I've done
I have no need for anyone
Bury my conscience deeper
In the field of blood
Leave me to mourn for what I've done
I have no need for anyone
I'll take the longest sleep here
In the field of blood
What is my God?
What is my God?
In the field of blood
The truth will flow
What's in my heart
Oh, I hate to know
In the field of blood
No tear bestowed
The tree in the distance
The end of my road
And I'm dying on my own
I will see this through
And I'm dying here alone
And I'm dying on my own
What is my God?
An elegy
For the person
That I claimed to be
In the field of blood
In agony
Ashamed of the villain
That I chose to be
Leave me to mourn for what I've done
I have no need for anyone
Bury my conscience deeper
In the field of blood
Leave me to mourn for what I've done
I have no need for anyone
I'll take the longest sleep here
In the field of blood
What is my God?
What is my God?
In the field of blood
The truth will flow
What's in my heart
Oh, I hate to know
In the field of blood
No tear bestowed
The tree in the distance
The end of my road
And I'm dying on my own
I will see this through
And I'm dying here alone
And I'm dying on my own
What is my God?
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