Lyrics Fields of Disbelief - Pissing Razors

Fields of Disbelief

My world uncertain and cold
Vision in stone and blurred
Mobility is stricken
My life I feel is robbed
They lift my hands — they guide me walk
The pain burns inside
They lift my hands — they guide me walk
I want me back!
Looking to the horizon
All is calm and clear
Alas thee hour of salvation
The fields of disbelief
You suffer to keep my existence
This I can no longer take
The time has come to depart
My presence lost — is love gained?
Understand — you are my power
You carry the torch I’ve instilled
Take a deep breath — grasp from above
I am not gone
Take a deep breath — grasp from above
I am forever
Looking to the horizon
All is calm and clear
Alas thee hour of salvation
The fields of disbelief
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