The fields of blood I'd leftThey mean nothing to youThat war left scars on meWithout you now, I'm freeI'd found out what you've done to me, girlI hate with as much passion as I loveAnd so now, your time's come, for me girlThe end. Your end. And my birthWalk away. Laughing awayRemember you always, and wonder, why?I'll suffer in your seaYour ocean bleeds into meI'll fall through your endless skyBut never, ever cryWounded by your crueltyYes, I'll suffer in your seaThe fileds of blood I'd leftThey mean nothing to youThat war left scars on meWithout you now, I'm free
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