Charred Fields of Snow

Why us?

Why us?

Right back down

This touch

Last touch

This touch

Break me

Now I, I see you

I'm sorry

Not sorry

A word too soft to be spoken

Wrapped in barbed wire

And traveling amongst the charred fields of snow

I have become wounded

For the souls lost in this display of self-righteous ideals

Break me for I'm the one, the one who deserves this pain

The innocent will find

Innocence will find its place in heaven

This pain will not stop

I now dispose of you

I now dispose of you

I now dispose of you

I now dispose of you

And I now dispose of you

One by one their souls will take you over (over)

The pain of thousands, your time has come (your time has come)

To think you have broken us down

You have not (you have not)

The innocent are free now

And you're condemned

Condemned

Condemned

This pain will not stop

I now dispose of you

And I now dispose of you

And I now dispose of you

This touch

Last touch

This touch

Break me

And now I, I see the innocent

Of thousands that passed

You think you have broken us down

You have not (you have not)

You think you have broken us down

You have not (you have not)

Break me for I'm the one who deserves this pain

The innocent will find their way to heaven, to heaven

One by one

Souls will take you over (over)

Pain of thousands

Your time has come (your time has come)

To think you have broken us down

You have not (you have not)

To think you have broken us down

You have not