I'm going to the desert and I beg
You to forgive me
Forgive me
It's not that easy
Out here in the fields
There is our home
Out here in the fields
Where we are born
We will all die in a line of corpses
Line of corpses
Line of corpses
What are you doing here
I want you to forgive me
I've done too many bad things
I'm going to the desert and I beg
You to forgive me
Before I go
Forgive me
Out in the fields
Where we are born
Will you see the morning to come
Where we are born
Maybe you will see the morning to come
Hate me blind me it's all my fault
But not God's
I've done too many bad things I'm going to the desert and I beg You to forgive me Forgive me It's not that easy Out here in the fields There is our home Out here in the fields Where we are born We will all die in a line of corpses Line of corpses Line of corpses What are you doing here I want you to forgive me I've done too many bad things I'm going to the desert and I beg You to forgive me Before I go Forgive me Out in the fields Where we are born Will you see the morning to come Where we are born Maybe you will see the morning to come Hate me blind me it's all my fault But not God's Explain Request ×
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