Lyrics:
of sorrow
Backbreaking labor hobbles daily soils the Dei's imago
Fertile ground incurring hate
Buries deep then germinates
Sprouts through underground
fall into the Deep hole
And now their bones come from the same show
Into the grave there is no sorrow
And never see a new tomorrow
Dead in the field
What a beautiful day!
Oh My friend say
Alhamdulillah
Alhamdulillah
Alhamdulillah
Alhamdulillah
Butterfly and dragonfly
Green paddy field passing by
for you
And I'll stand by your side
You'll need a good companion
For this part of the ride
Leave behind your sorrows
Let this day be the last
Tomorrow
walking by your side alone.
Darling, hold me tight I can't stop to shiver
There's a fine line between hope and distrust.
Darling, hold me tight I can't
sorrow, our loss?
A C#m A
And how could a child set us free
C#m E B7
In a field, in a manger, on a cross?
C#m G#m A
And still we go on, down through
hits
you'll come to mess me up again.
How could I mistake
such hell with kind warmth?
Cuz you burnt the fields
and I was left to ashes.
Not knowing if d
The dead are here with me
They speak in whispers
I hear them all
I am a bird, floating through a field
Still the wind passes
Its roar and its
Why is it a crime to be free
In a world run by thieves?
Rules broken simply by being made
Lives taken by the cowards and the afraid
Why must we
the fields of darkness call a summoning
Its shapes may change but the name remains forever more
A menace feared by earthly travelers young and old
Forever
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
indifference
That prosperity esteems
Where the spirit raves and dances
Through our very veins
At winter's edge you found me
By the fields of wild gold
My
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
As each long day rolls by and falls behind me
In the lonely night there's a peacefulness I've found
Though I'm weary even then when I rise to start
Riding rails of silver
Going to where I'm bound
Roses, dust and ashes
Throw them where I lay
And if by chance you see me
There'll be no sorrow on my
in my side
And it's killing me
There's a field of crows
Now a black sea
And I have called upon the hills
And I have called upon the soil
And they
to face
Smell of death no place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still
Warriors fighting face to face
Smell of death no
1. Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've
chance for this man who will die.
The torment that fills her heart
And the sorrow of her soul
Can only be appeased by each blow...
Of her... sword.
for years, searching for her one and only love
As the fields, plagued by death rot away.
Found at last, lost at sea
Forever he will haunt her dreams
romance...
Long ago...
Feeling lonely, feeling sad,
She cried in the moonlight.
Driven by a world gone mad
She took flight...
"Feel no sorrow, feel
oh how do you do, young willy mcbride
do you mind if i sit here down by your graveside
and rest for a while in the warm summer sun
i've been walking
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