Panzerchrist - Foreign Fields lyrics

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Panzerchrist - Foreign Fields lyrics

Old man do war They do it well Feeling maps With bunkered hands Foreign fields It's all they can Through flaccid nights These warriors Seldom sleeps Armoured vests Smart suits Smiles fixed Like Bayonets From the hideaways Heroic memo Fire-Fire lives On Foreign fields In snug cathedrals Under skeletal flags They pray for peace And body bags