Norhtern Fields Part 2 (Norhtern Fields) Lyrics

The Northern Fields(Part two: The Northern Fields)By Frank Peter HermsenSomewhere far beyond the seasBetween rotten thoughts and eternal screamsThere's a place near the sunset milesA moorland born in fearful dreamsWise men told us about these fieldsThe land between the calm and the stormThe wasted land that our fathers damnedThe land in which mysteries were bornWe have been told to spend our lives thereIn the seclusion of eternal snowI guess they maybe didn´t knowYet there´s always hope between ebb and flowYears we've been waiting for the dayThat our prayers will be heardSo that damnation has an endThat we´re prepared to returnTo leave the fearTo leave the pastTo demandSatisfaction for our life at lastBack from the fieldsBack from the pastBack from the placeThe place you'd forgotten too fastBack from the moorCold and wetBack from the fieldsThe fields that we shall never forget