How long must I stand alone in this field of exclusion?
How long must I stand alone in this field of disillusion?
I see a mirage, a desert oasis
It's just a mirage and i know i can't escape this

Laying in the trenches dug only three feet deep
Lie the decaying corpses of the ignorant and the weak
Try all I may but i can't escape the stench
I see there bodies deteriorate as maggots consume their flesh

There's no life to be seen in this barren wasteland
Plant your seeds of life and love, plant all you can
Because in this field we call the Dead Mans Grove
You can plant all you want but nothing will grow

How long must I stand alone in this field of exclusion?
How long must I stand alone in this field of disillusion?
I feel a cold deathly wind blow through my bones
As I stare at this ghastly land that many call home