Swollen Members - Field of Dreams lyrics
[Swollen Members - Field of Dreams lyrics]
Unfortunately, the tortured scorch is dim
Approach the cave with caution or
Get skinned alive within
Fear the final day and pray
That I survive from sin stand down
Airstrike approved at war with one
Try to pull my self together but
I trip and come undone
Then fall apart at the seams
This all started from dreams
I’m not as smart as it seems
Love to be lonely
Dancing on the desolate plains
The one and only
Madchild, marching with partially harsh
Especially fresh
Nestled in this vessel of flesh
Insane, strain my muscles as
I wrestle with death
With each breath, I strongly suggest
Anger clouding the issue
This is a vicious version of a victory
Certain patterns emerging
Urging you to dig a little deeper trust us
Crave the creative while detest
And grave injustice
I’m in the Field of
Dreams spitting out spores
Summoning the locusts
Tunnelling through floors
Running the length of a war with
The framework of a carpenter
The Monarch’s dog monitor
Tainted with the taste of the
Grace of an amateur
Even saviours fall victim to
The hand painted massacre
I stay to the waistband
Of my sonar-triggered ambassador
My hoping to open the gates
And unleash the ravenous scavenger of fate
With ravens heavier than the
Strength of an ape using live sinuous bait
I remember it now
Using my hunting knife to chop the
Worm inside of the cow
Eating the bowels, using the hides
A hideout amongst the owls the time is now
Follow your sense, not your smell
The injured ones have fell sincerely signed
Prevail
Approach the cave with caution or
Get skinned alive within
Fear the final day and pray
That I survive from sin stand down
Airstrike approved at war with one
Try to pull my self together but
I trip and come undone
Then fall apart at the seams
This all started from dreams
I’m not as smart as it seems
Love to be lonely
Dancing on the desolate plains
The one and only
Madchild, marching with partially harsh
Especially fresh
Nestled in this vessel of flesh
Insane, strain my muscles as
I wrestle with death
With each breath, I strongly suggest
Anger clouding the issue
This is a vicious version of a victory
Certain patterns emerging
Urging you to dig a little deeper trust us
Crave the creative while detest
And grave injustice
I’m in the Field of
Dreams spitting out spores
Summoning the locusts
Tunnelling through floors
Running the length of a war with
The framework of a carpenter
The Monarch’s dog monitor
Tainted with the taste of the
Grace of an amateur
Even saviours fall victim to
The hand painted massacre
I stay to the waistband
Of my sonar-triggered ambassador
My hoping to open the gates
And unleash the ravenous scavenger of fate
With ravens heavier than the
Strength of an ape using live sinuous bait
I remember it now
Using my hunting knife to chop the
Worm inside of the cow
Eating the bowels, using the hides
A hideout amongst the owls the time is now
Follow your sense, not your smell
The injured ones have fell sincerely signed
Prevail