The devil can take many forms
It's not always the kind you can see, or feel, or touch
The devil has powers beyond this earth
Ancient magic unknown, lost in the haze of time
Rekindled now and set upon the earth again
Fought through the ages
Wars, famines, death
The devil has concubines in all the far kingdoms
Hidden beneath the paperweights of democracy
Tucked in the closets of autocracy
Stuffed in the cellars of dictatorship
An endless sore
And when they tried to fight and rally, it made him stronger
And when they tried to bargain and plea, it made him stronger
They gave of themselves so that others
They took from themselves their own free motive
And now on the edge of a broken world
He sees the ultimate prophecy fulfilled
Fields of fire
Za's Stair - The Silence Beneath the Sky Lyrics
Za's Stair - The Silence Beneath the Sky Lyrics
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The devil can take many forms
It's not always the kind you can see, or feel, or touch
The devil has powers beyond this earth
Ancient magic unknown, lost in the haze of time
Rekindled now and set upon the earth again
Fought through the ages
Wars, famines, death
The devil has concubines in all the far kingdoms
Hidden beneath the paperweights of democracy
Tucked in the closets of autocracy
Stuffed in the cellars of dictatorship
An endless sore
And when they tried to fight and rally, it made him stronger
And when they tried to bargain and plea, it made him stronger
They gave of themselves so that others
They took from themselves their own free motive
And now on the edge of a broken world
He sees the ultimate prophecy fulfilled
Fields of fire
It's not always the kind you can see, or feel, or touch
The devil has powers beyond this earth
Ancient magic unknown, lost in the haze of time
Rekindled now and set upon the earth again
Fought through the ages
Wars, famines, death
The devil has concubines in all the far kingdoms
Hidden beneath the paperweights of democracy
Tucked in the closets of autocracy
Stuffed in the cellars of dictatorship
An endless sore
And when they tried to fight and rally, it made him stronger
And when they tried to bargain and plea, it made him stronger
They gave of themselves so that others
They took from themselves their own free motive
And now on the edge of a broken world
He sees the ultimate prophecy fulfilled
Fields of fire
Writer: Frank DiPietro
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