Fields Of Fire

Iron tracks roll through the frost,
Another empire counting costs.
Propaganda screams through the wire,
Feeding the beast, fueling the fire.

Cities crumble, smoke turns the sky,
Leaders play chess while the innocent die.
Nuclear shadows, a tightening chain,
A world on the brink of chaos and pain.


Lines are drawn in blood and mud,
Steel rains down in a crimson flood.
Truth is buried, lies remain—
Another war, another stain.


On the fields of fire,
Where the tyrants conspire,
Freedom’s caught in the crosshairs of desire.
On the fields of fire,
The world holds its breath,
Dancing on the razor edge of death.


Flags of conquest, ghosts of the past,
A Cold War echo that never passed.
Oligarch vultures circling the kill,
Politicians profit while the graveyards fill.

Missiles screaming, sirens cry,
Children hiding while the missiles fly.
Cameras roll but the world looks away,
Hypocrisy feeds on the war machine’s prey.


Lines are drawn in blood and mud,
Steel rains down in a crimson flood.
Truth is buried, lies remain—
Another war, another stain.


On the fields of fire,
Where the tyrants conspire,
Freedom’s caught in the crosshairs of desire.
On the fields of fire,
The world holds its breath,
Dancing on the razor edge of death.


“Peace talks broken, treaties betrayed,
The innocent suffer while fortunes are made.
The doomsday clock ticks closer to one—
And when the bombs fall, there’s nowhere to run.”


On the fields of fire,
Where empires expire,
Freedom’s crucified on barbed-wire.
On the fields of fire,
The whole world shakes,
One last push and the Earth breaks!