The fields of blood I'd left
They mean nothing to you
That war left scars on me
Without you now, I'm free

I'd found out what you'd done to me, girl
I hate with as much passion as I love
And so now, your time's come, for me girl
To end. Your end. And my birth
Walk away. Laughing away
remember you always, and wonder, why?

I'll suffer in your sea
Your ocean bleeds into me
I'd fall through your endless sky
But never, ever cry
Wounded by your cruelty
Yes, I'll suffer in your sea

The fields of blood I'd left
They mean nothing to you
That war left scars on me
Without you now, I'm free

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): AARON STAINTHORPE, ADRIAN JACKSON, ANDREW CRAIGHAN, CALVIN ROBERTSHAW, MARTIN POWELL, RICHARD MIAH