Centimani Fields Of Karelia
Come into my fields and horde the torment feel
Eternal madness, tortured soul
I’ll show you your eyes until they start to bleed
My dark and twisted realms
Living with insanity, hoping you’ll be moving on
Every demon lookin for you, hoping for the light
Lost in psychotic lands
Draped in the blood of the vanquished
All who resides shall not return
My fields of torment, psychotic lands
Waiting is your fallacy, never will you see the light
Wave out to your land and say goodbye
