Forever I'll Enjoy You Underchevement

I Gonna See You Every Day Now If I Can

Why Then Don't The Night Show Really Matters

I Still Wake On The Fields Of Regret



There Is Something To This Dream We're All Involved In

Wow, Can I See It, Can I Say It May Exist

Rest Me, Hide My Years Around The Planet.

If We Dwell In The Fields Of Regret



What Horror Must Invade The Mind

When The Approaching Judge Shall Find

What Sinful Deeds From All Mankind



With Death And Nature In Surprise

Behold The Wretched Sinners Rise

To Meet The Judge's Searching Eyes



And When The Doomed No More Can Flee

From The Flames Of Misery

Assist Me While I Die



Wander Through Those Ever Thoughts Though If Imagined

But Come Down On It's So Easy To Resist

Rest Me, Hide My Years Around The Planet.

Sound Another, No Part Over, Won't Forget

When We Laugh At The Fields Of Regret.