Forever I'll enjoy you undertaking
	Come to see you every day now if I can
	Is it not the time for everybody
	I still wake on the fields of regret
	There is something to this dream we're all involved in
	Can I see it, can I say it
	[May exist] or [Makes sense]
	Why then don't the night show really matters
	If we dwell in the fields of regret
	What horror must invade the mind
	When the approaching judge shall find
	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 behind my ears upon the planet.
	Sound another, no part over, won't forget
	When we laugh at the fields of regret.