Texty: Marco Mahler. Fields.

I destroy your fields and give you bread
i make you stop thinking and make you see what i said
i give you sunshine with a glass of water slaughtered
new notions of aesthetics may seem pathetic to you
because you're nostalgic and you do,
what's already been done, i don't see the fun

there's so much beauty in science that alliances
collapse and perhaps
cease to be abstract
and become one with my wife
alive i dive into solitude again
and there's no end
cause without infinity nothing exists
so i persist

the senses perception is past
conception will last
the vast ignorance, delivers the difference
between reflecting gases
in front of dark space and the sky
goodbye
i destroy your fields and give you bread
see what i said

(Thanks to Marco for these lyrics)