Creeping Flesh - Fields of Rotting Flesh

Kishore Kumar Hits — Creeping Flesh - Fields of Rotting Flesh lyrics

Artist: Creeping Flesh

album: In Times of War

Entering a dead land, miles of bombed out fields
Entrenched in deaths own visions, we have to succeed
Even as they march one hundred yards or more
Retreat is not an option, must endure this ruthless war
The Troops question my sanity
In the stench and decay
As they wander the fields
The fields of rotting flesh
Just one hardfought battle, it could end the war
Never would have thought, it would have gone this far
Cowards turning back, just a blot on our flag
Trying hard to find another way
I must force them forward, theres no hope in the trench
Either way, they wont see another day
The Troops question my sanity
In the stench and decay
As they wander the fields
The fields of rotting flesh
Turning to their comrades
Turns out theres none left
Charging at the cannons
Charging to their death
Thousand upon thousands
Stuck in this goddamn hell
Cant tell one from others
Barbed wire, bones and flesh
Madness at the frontline
Soldiers run amok
Hiding from my fire
Life will end in shock
Sent to do my bidding
Sent to die my way
Sent for retribution
They wont see another day
Failing operations
Stuck at our own wire
Antagonizing soldiers
Taste my mortar fire

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