Welcome to the killing fieldsn(You’ll try)nWhere thorns infest the ground that pain yieldsnWhere the bones of triumph show n(You’ll fail)nThe beast they feed on the dying flesh of old nBut the sun on this land has setn(You won’t) nThe day of redemption is close at hand nRoll up the sleeves with bended knees n(Kill me)nThis plain will see life againnnThis one’s for the warriors nThe torch and spade warriorsnnThe thorns of this land are pulledn(You’ll try) nThe beast was slain before the fold nNow the table has turned n(You’ll fail)nWe came we saw we slashed and we burned nIn this task we aren’t alonen(You won’t)nThese figures were made the flesh and the bonenThis field’s my life the torch and the spade nThe tools of repentance the tools of the trade