Fields letra

In the time of fieves and lordship
A village controlled by
A bitter lord who didn't care about serves

He choose the poorest farmers
Children, men, and wives
He delighted in making them immure

We want to escape
From this cold and dank prison
Free our soul from thousand
Thousand years of cries

We need to revenge
We want justice to be made
We will put our vengeance
On the descendants

In the time of the fifth republic
A castle owned by
A family who didn't care about me

They were found eviscerated
Children, men, and wives
Witnesses saw shadows vanishing away

Fairlight - Letras

• Dreamquest
• Fields
• Le Bal Des Eternels
• Type III