War
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time had come
In fields of swaying rape
It could not happen here
Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist
Out of sight
And out of mind
Fallng back in fields of rape
In yellow heads of blossom
Mothers babies bleeding
You stand there laughing
Unquestioning unconfronting
Poetic lines on the art of dying
Falling back in fields of rape
That was the way
Those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping
In nodding heads of rape
No blemish on your immaculate body
Untouched by sight or sound of misery
Close the eyes
It was not you
It was not you
Falling back in fields of rape
My children
Falling back in fields of rape
It could not happen here
Pushed to one side with a flick of the wrist
Out of sight
And out of mind
Falling back in fields of rape
Poetic lines on the art of dying
Falling back in fields of rape
That was the way
And those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping
In nodding heads of rape
No blemish on your immaculate body
Untouched by sight or sound of misery
Close the eyes
It wasn't you
Falling back in fields of rape
My children
Falling back in fields of rape
Here we go round the mulberry bush
The mulberry bush
The mulberry bush
Here we go round the mulberry bush
On a cold and frosty morning
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time had come
Falling back in fields of rape
My love
And that was the way
And those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping
Falling back in fields of rape
My children
Crushed, crushed, crushed
In mud and wars
Mother children bleeding
You stand there laughing
Falling back in fields of rape
Never eating
Bags of bones dying quietly
Homeless
Drinking foul water
Sorting garbage
With flies in heat
Raped
Axed
Burned with acid
Locked away for thirty years
Forced to labour endlessly
Castrated
Burned alive
Killed so easily by firing squads
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time has come
They're falling back
In fields of rape
In fields of rape
They're falling back
In fields of rape
My love
And this is our way
And these are the horrors
As we go a-reaping
They're falling back
In fields of rape
In fields of rape
They're falling back
In fields of rape
My darling
And crushed, crushed, crushed
In mud and wars
Still you stand there laughing
They're falling back in fields of rape
In fields of rape they're falling back
My lovers
In fields of rape the ravens descend,
The yellow beak slashes corn,
The sickles are sharpened,
And the cattle bleed,
Our voices grow shriller,
And our eyes glitter,
But in this last summer the Rapture descends,
And father's mask has turned to grey,
And mother's breasts are leper white,
And children's laughter cracks,
And reaping time has come,
Body and blood, body and blood, body and blood, body and mud, body and blood, body and mud,
And Christ's eyes, I am weary,
And Christ's eyes, I want to melt
Bleeding Jesus, be quick, be quick
And what would you do, my gentlest one...?
Falling back in fields of rape...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:50.48]War
[03:54.7]In a foreign town
[03:56.9]In a foreign land
[03:58.94]Reaping time had come
[04:00.90]In fields of swaying rape
[04:03.99]It could not happen here
[04:05.76]Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist
[04:08.97]Out of sight
[04:10.0]And out of mind
[04:11.66]Fallng back in fields of rape
[04:15.45]In yellow heads of blossom
[04:17.71]Mothers babies bleeding
[04:20.42]You stand there laughing
[04:21.85]Unquestioning unconfronting
[04:24.74]Poetic lines on the art of dying
[04:28.23]Falling back in fields of rape
[04:34.83]That was the way
[04:36.62]Those were the horrors
[04:38.57]As daddy went a-reaping
[04:40.83]In nodding heads of rape
[04:46.77]No blemish on your immaculate body
[04:49.8]Untouched by sight or sound of misery
[04:53.35]Close the eyes
[04:57.35]It was not you
[04:59.59]It was not you
[05:01.81]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:07.7]My children
[05:09.36]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:14.67]It could not happen here
[05:17.36]Pushed to one side with a flick of the wrist
[05:20.84]Out of sight
[05:21.61]And out of mind
[05:23.51]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:29.18]Poetic lines on the art of dying
[05:33.2]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:37.64]That was the way
[05:39.80]And those were the horrors
[05:40.82]As daddy went a-reaping
[05:42.45]In nodding heads of rape
[05:46.79]No blemish on your immaculate body
[05:49.35]Untouched by sight or sound of misery
[05:52.29]Close the eyes
[05:55.37]It wasn't you
[05:57.59]Falling back in fields of rape
[06:01.41]My children
[06:03.0]Falling back in fields of rape
[06:32.10]Here we go round the mulberry bush
[06:34.6]The mulberry bush
[06:35.21]The mulberry bush
[06:37.2]Here we go round the mulberry bush
[06:39.9]On a cold and frosty morning
[07:03.55]In a foreign town
[07:05.2]In a foreign land
[07:06.60]Reaping time had come
[07:08.83]Falling back in fields of rape
[07:13.34]My love
[07:14.84]And that was the way
[07:16.20]And those were the horrors
[07:18.13]As daddy went a-reaping
[07:20.17]Falling back in fields of rape
[07:24.0]My children
[07:25.43]Crushed, crushed, crushed
[07:27.46]In mud and wars
[07:29.14]Mother children bleeding
[07:31.17]You stand there laughing
[07:33.5]Falling back in fields of rape
[10:29.9]Never eating
[10:31.2]Bags of bones dying quietly
[10:32.93]Homeless
[10:33.80]Drinking foul water
[10:35.55]Sorting garbage
[10:36.59]With flies in heat
[10:37.93]Raped
[10:38.68]Axed
[10:39.64]Burned with acid
[10:41.10]Locked away for thirty years
[10:44.78]Forced to labour endlessly
[10:46.48]Castrated
[10:47.58]Burned alive
[10:48.73]Killed so easily by firing squads
[10:54.33]In a foreign town
[10:57.40]In a foreign land
[11:01.3]Reaping time has come
[11:05.61]They're falling back
[11:08.33]In fields of rape
[11:12.63]In fields of rape
[11:14.15]They're falling back
[11:16.77]In fields of rape
[11:19.66]My love
[11:22.58]And this is our way
[11:24.91]And these are the horrors
[11:27.95]As we go a-reaping
[11:32.34]They're falling back
[11:35.30]In fields of rape
[11:39.28]In fields of rape
[11:40.66]They're falling back
[11:43.32]In fields of rape
[11:46.19]My darling
[11:49.33]And crushed, crushed, crushed
[11:51.54]In mud and wars
[11:55.15]Still you stand there laughing
[11:59.66]They're falling back in fields of rape
[12:06.15]In fields of rape they're falling back
[12:13.28]My lovers
[12:35.63]In fields of rape the ravens descend,
[12:38.57]The yellow beak slashes corn,
[12:41.30]The sickles are sharpened,
[12:42.80]And the cattle bleed,
[12:45.4]Our voices grow shriller,
[12:47.15]And our eyes glitter,
[12:49.25]But in this last summer the Rapture descends,
[12:53.48]And father's mask has turned to grey,
[12:56.14]And mother's breasts are leper white,
[12:59.25]And children's laughter cracks,
[13:01.91]And reaping time has come,
[13:05.49]Body and blood, body and blood, body and blood, body and mud, body and blood, body and mud,
[13:16.76]And Christ's eyes, I am weary,
[13:20.59]And Christ's eyes, I want to melt
[13:24.3]Bleeding Jesus, be quick, be quick
[13:30.55]And what would you do, my gentlest one...?
[14:35.93]Falling back in fields of rape...
War
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time had come
In fields of swaying rape
It could not happen here
Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist
Out of sight
And out of mind
Fallng back in fields of rape
In yellow heads of blossom
Mothers babies bleeding
You stand there laughing
Unquestioning unconfronting
Poetic lines on the art of dying
Falling back in fields of rape
That was the way
Those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping
In nodding heads of rape
No blemish on your immaculate body
Untouched by sight or sound of misery
Close the eyes
It was not you
It was not you
Falling back in fields of rape
My children
Falling back in fields of rape
It could not happen here
Pushed to one side with a flick of the wrist
Out of sight
And out of mind
Falling back in fields of rape
Poetic lines on the art of dying
Falling back in fields of rape
That was the way
And those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping
In nodding heads of rape
No blemish on your immaculate body
Untouched by sight or sound of misery
Close the eyes
It wasn't you
Falling back in fields of rape
My children
Falling back in fields of rape
Here we go round the mulberry bush
The mulberry bush
The mulberry bush
Here we go round the mulberry bush
On a cold and frosty morning
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time had come
Falling back in fields of rape
My love
And that was the way
And those were the horrors
As daddy went a-reaping
Falling back in fields of rape
My children
Crushed, crushed, crushed
In mud and wars
Mother children bleeding
You stand there laughing
Falling back in fields of rape
Never eating
Bags of bones dying quietly
Homeless
Drinking foul water
Sorting garbage
With flies in heat
Raped
Axed
Burned with acid
Locked away for thirty years
Forced to labour endlessly
Castrated
Burned alive
Killed so easily by firing squads
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time has come
They're falling back
In fields of rape
In fields of rape
They're falling back
In fields of rape
My love
And this is our way
And these are the horrors
As we go a-reaping
They're falling back
In fields of rape
In fields of rape
They're falling back
In fields of rape
My darling
And crushed, crushed, crushed
In mud and wars
Still you stand there laughing
They're falling back in fields of rape
In fields of rape they're falling back
My lovers
In fields of rape the ravens descend,
The yellow beak slashes corn,
The sickles are sharpened,
And the cattle bleed,
Our voices grow shriller,
And our eyes glitter,
But in this last summer the Rapture descends,
And father's mask has turned to grey,
And mother's breasts are leper white,
And children's laughter cracks,
And reaping time has come,
Body and blood, body and blood, body and blood, body and mud, body and blood, body and mud,
And Christ's eyes, I am weary,
And Christ's eyes, I want to melt
Bleeding Jesus, be quick, be quick
And what would you do, my gentlest one...?
Falling back in fields of rape...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:50.48]War
[03:54.7]In a foreign town
[03:56.9]In a foreign land
[03:58.94]Reaping time had come
[04:00.90]In fields of swaying rape
[04:03.99]It could not happen here
[04:05.76]Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist
[04:08.97]Out of sight
[04:10.0]And out of mind
[04:11.66]Fallng back in fields of rape
[04:15.45]In yellow heads of blossom
[04:17.71]Mothers babies bleeding
[04:20.42]You stand there laughing
[04:21.85]Unquestioning unconfronting
[04:24.74]Poetic lines on the art of dying
[04:28.23]Falling back in fields of rape
[04:34.83]That was the way
[04:36.62]Those were the horrors
[04:38.57]As daddy went a-reaping
[04:40.83]In nodding heads of rape
[04:46.77]No blemish on your immaculate body
[04:49.8]Untouched by sight or sound of misery
[04:53.35]Close the eyes
[04:57.35]It was not you
[04:59.59]It was not you
[05:01.81]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:07.7]My children
[05:09.36]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:14.67]It could not happen here
[05:17.36]Pushed to one side with a flick of the wrist
[05:20.84]Out of sight
[05:21.61]And out of mind
[05:23.51]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:29.18]Poetic lines on the art of dying
[05:33.2]Falling back in fields of rape
[05:37.64]That was the way
[05:39.80]And those were the horrors
[05:40.82]As daddy went a-reaping
[05:42.45]In nodding heads of rape
[05:46.79]No blemish on your immaculate body
[05:49.35]Untouched by sight or sound of misery
[05:52.29]Close the eyes
[05:55.37]It wasn't you
[05:57.59]Falling back in fields of rape
[06:01.41]My children
[06:03.0]Falling back in fields of rape
[06:32.10]Here we go round the mulberry bush
[06:34.6]The mulberry bush
[06:35.21]The mulberry bush
[06:37.2]Here we go round the mulberry bush
[06:39.9]On a cold and frosty morning
[07:03.55]In a foreign town
[07:05.2]In a foreign land
[07:06.60]Reaping time had come
[07:08.83]Falling back in fields of rape
[07:13.34]My love
[07:14.84]And that was the way
[07:16.20]And those were the horrors
[07:18.13]As daddy went a-reaping
[07:20.17]Falling back in fields of rape
[07:24.0]My children
[07:25.43]Crushed, crushed, crushed
[07:27.46]In mud and wars
[07:29.14]Mother children bleeding
[07:31.17]You stand there laughing
[07:33.5]Falling back in fields of rape
[10:29.9]Never eating
[10:31.2]Bags of bones dying quietly
[10:32.93]Homeless
[10:33.80]Drinking foul water
[10:35.55]Sorting garbage
[10:36.59]With flies in heat
[10:37.93]Raped
[10:38.68]Axed
[10:39.64]Burned with acid
[10:41.10]Locked away for thirty years
[10:44.78]Forced to labour endlessly
[10:46.48]Castrated
[10:47.58]Burned alive
[10:48.73]Killed so easily by firing squads
[10:54.33]In a foreign town
[10:57.40]In a foreign land
[11:01.3]Reaping time has come
[11:05.61]They're falling back
[11:08.33]In fields of rape
[11:12.63]In fields of rape
[11:14.15]They're falling back
[11:16.77]In fields of rape
[11:19.66]My love
[11:22.58]And this is our way
[11:24.91]And these are the horrors
[11:27.95]As we go a-reaping
[11:32.34]They're falling back
[11:35.30]In fields of rape
[11:39.28]In fields of rape
[11:40.66]They're falling back
[11:43.32]In fields of rape
[11:46.19]My darling
[11:49.33]And crushed, crushed, crushed
[11:51.54]In mud and wars
[11:55.15]Still you stand there laughing
[11:59.66]They're falling back in fields of rape
[12:06.15]In fields of rape they're falling back
[12:13.28]My lovers
[12:35.63]In fields of rape the ravens descend,
[12:38.57]The yellow beak slashes corn,
[12:41.30]The sickles are sharpened,
[12:42.80]And the cattle bleed,
[12:45.4]Our voices grow shriller,
[12:47.15]And our eyes glitter,
[12:49.25]But in this last summer the Rapture descends,
[12:53.48]And father's mask has turned to grey,
[12:56.14]And mother's breasts are leper white,
[12:59.25]And children's laughter cracks,
[13:01.91]And reaping time has come,
[13:05.49]Body and blood, body and blood, body and blood, body and mud, body and blood, body and mud,
[13:16.76]And Christ's eyes, I am weary,
[13:20.59]And Christ's eyes, I want to melt
[13:24.3]Bleeding Jesus, be quick, be quick
[13:30.55]And what would you do, my gentlest one...?
[14:35.93]Falling back in fields of rape...
As we stared beyond the windows there
Over all the gardens
That never been
And will never grow again
How long
How long
The shining winking stars
The c...
I remember walking in the fields around York
Miserere
Oh miserere
I remember sitting in a small room in London
Miserere
And I remember thinking
Misere...
hush-a bye
don't you cry
go to sleepy little baby
go to sleepy little baby
when you wake
you shall have
all the pretty little horses
all the pretty li...
Through the marshes
And through the filtering glades
Through the corn
And through the scything fields
The summer sun
Dances and rages
The summer sun
F...
War
In a foreign town
In a foreign land
Reaping time had come
In fields of swaying rape
It could not happen here
Pushed to one side with the flick of ...
a car sweeps by with a murdered child
a car sweeps by with a violated girl
a car sweeps by with its trunk full of death
i can't hear the voice
i can't...
whilst i thought i was climbing
i found myself descending
having lost my way let me go up
having lost my way let me go down
i have no other work to do...
Sell all you have give it to the kittens
1And pour the milk on Louis' grave
And Catland sometimes called P***yland
It's the inmost light
Somewhere ove...
In the heart of the wood
In the closed forest
Christ appeared to me in several forms
One, two, three, four
Swastika I'm told
On the cliffs of Moher, I...