Elysian Fields

歌词

Uneasy feeling, burning out my eyes 

I hope the end is less painful than my life 

I stand on trial before the gods 

On Judgment Day 

A blink of an eye between 

The cradle and the grave 

One last look at visions of flesh 

The last best hope of man on earth 

Pontius Pilate still washing his hands 

The world don't want to be saved 

Only left alone 

Elysian Fields... 

We are storming the heavens 

To raise our swords and shields 

We ascend to our destiny 

To the Elysian Fields 

Soaring to the sun 

With blood upon their wings 

Superstitious dust left twisting in the wind 

Man still has one belief, 

One decree that stands alone 

The laying down of arms 

Is like cancer to their bones