Field of spears - Our creation And for our crimes there'll be damnation The blood of the past, it does bathe us The fingers point to blame and claim us And without love we are lost Believe me - we are lost Without love we are dust Believe me - we are dust Without love we lose our souls And mine had left long ago With gods above and the gods below Believe me - believe me A child is skating on the ice Like a child playing with a knife The gods above and the gods below Playing chess for her soul And without love we are lost Believe me - we are lost Without love we are dust Believe me - we are dust Without love we lose our souls And mine had left long ago With gods above and the gods below Believe me - believe me With tears of sorrow, tears of rage They lower her into the grave The gods above and the gods below Playing catch with her soul