In Frozen Fields

In Frozen Fields - Mors Principium Est

Lyrics by：Andy Gillion/Ville Viljanen

Composed by：Andy Gillion

Called to arms

Not our war

But still our destiny

Ripped from our homes

Torn apart

Misery for all

Where no flowers grow

Gunfire will light up the night

We are the living marching to war

In the fields of the dead

There shall be

With that rich earth

A richer dust concealed

Washed by the rivers

Blessed by the suns

Eternal minds pulse

We are the dead not long ago

We lived and were loved and now we lie

In the fields of the dead where great souls die

The air becomes light

Smoke fills the sky

We feel death's grip upon us

All too young to die

Our souls are taken from us

When the snowfall is blinding

You try to find your way

Back to the place where you belong

Back to your loved ones

And when the snowfall is blinding

You try to find your way

Back to the place where you belong

Back to your loved ones

But death defies you

Lost in trenches

Trying to find a way out

Breathing gasses

Just trying to survive

So much acid

Death falls like rain

Called to arms

Not our war

But still we die for this 'cause

Ripped from our homes

Torn apart

Senseless our part in this war

We are the dead

Smoke fills the sky

We feel death's grip upon us

All too young to die

Our souls are taken from us

When the snowfall is blinding

You try to find your way

Back to the place where you belong

Back to your loved ones

And when the snowfall is blinding

You try to find your way

Back to the place where you belong

Back to your loved ones

But death defies you