In a foreign land
In a foreign time
Reaping time had come
In a foreign land
In a foreign time
Reaping time had come
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape (Falling back)
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape (Falling back)
We're falling back into
Fields of rape, my love...my love.
And this was the way
And those were the horrors
As father went reaping.
And this was the way
And those were the horrors
As father went reaping.
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape (Falling back)
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape (Falling back)
We're falling back into
Fields of rape, my love...my love.
Crushed, crushed, crushed.
Crushed, crushed, crushed.
Crushed, crushed, crushed.
Mother bleeding.
Crushed, crushed, crushed.
Crushed, crushed, crushed.
Crushed, crushed, crushed.
We stand grinning.
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape (Falling back)
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape (Falling back)
We're falling back into
Fields of rape, my love...my love.
In a foreign land
In a foreign time
Reaping time had come...
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