Fields of mars
par Bad Religion
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In the garden where he was cast out by the lord
Flames an Omni-directional sword
For he as ever failed to gather up the fruit
And thus was banished with his loot
He cantered aimlessly through endless permutations of night
Seeking a purpose and the meaning of kin
And when it finally came to him
You could´ve mistook it for the meaning of sin
The women wish him well
Every time he cast off marching to hell
Now if you´ve never seen a terrible sight
Stroll the garden of earthly delight
Maybe we can make it right - someday
I´ll see you high above the Fields of Mars
He knelt down before the unholy mob - who cried
"War is god!"
Gleaming outwardly with great pride - and
Prepared to die
The women wish him well
Every time he cast off marching to hell
Now if you´ve never seen a terrible sight
Stroll the garden of earthly delight
Maybe we can make it right - someday
I´ll see you high above the Fields of Mars
Who cannot fight anymore
Will never love any less
That kid inside of murder
Must be committed
To live a life of hostility
Never asking what it means
When mother nation
Blood and religion
Sanction killing upon the Fields of Mars
High above the Fields of Mars
Flames an Omni-directional sword
For he as ever failed to gather up the fruit
And thus was banished with his loot
He cantered aimlessly through endless permutations of night
Seeking a purpose and the meaning of kin
And when it finally came to him
You could´ve mistook it for the meaning of sin
The women wish him well
Every time he cast off marching to hell
Now if you´ve never seen a terrible sight
Stroll the garden of earthly delight
Maybe we can make it right - someday
I´ll see you high above the Fields of Mars
He knelt down before the unholy mob - who cried
"War is god!"
Gleaming outwardly with great pride - and
Prepared to die
The women wish him well
Every time he cast off marching to hell
Now if you´ve never seen a terrible sight
Stroll the garden of earthly delight
Maybe we can make it right - someday
I´ll see you high above the Fields of Mars
Who cannot fight anymore
Will never love any less
That kid inside of murder
Must be committed
To live a life of hostility
Never asking what it means
When mother nation
Blood and religion
Sanction killing upon the Fields of Mars
High above the Fields of Mars