Then through fields of destruction Baptism of fire I ll witness...

Then through fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I ll witness you ll suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though you did hurt us so bad
In the fear and alarm
I would desert you
brothers in arms
There's so many different worlds
So many different sons
And I have just words
But will almighty ones
Then your sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
you d be fools to make war