Beast In The Field Lyrics

	作曲 : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells
	There's a beast in the field
	There's a lion in the night
	Ever stalking with a passion
	Ever hiding from the light
	And his name is the only
	And his name is the one
	And he won't stop destroying til his wicked work is done
	Children run, children run, children run
	The night time is falling
	The voices are calling a beast
	There's a beast in the field
	The world keeps on turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	There's a beast in the field
	There's a beast
	There's a beast
	There's a beast in the field
	There's a lion in the night
	Overcome by our weakness we have no strength to fight
	Better run little children
	better run, better flee
	For the beast that I speak of is alive roaming free
	Children run, children run, children run
	The night time is falling the voices are calling a beast
	there's a beast in the field
	The whole world is turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	there's a beast in the field
	Don't look into his eyes
	For fools confound the wise
	This deranged, dark usurper tears the fabric of the soul
	Look upon your own person
	Now is half what was whole
	The most primal of instincts is to stand, fight, or flee
	At this time I beseech you to make haste and come with me
	Approaching, encroaching, it lives a lie
	Controlling, imposing, it will take your life!
	The night time is falling
	The voices are calling a beast
	There's a beast in the field
	The world keeps on turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	There's a beast in the field

	zuo qu : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells
	There' s a beast in the field
	There' s a lion in the night
	Ever stalking with a passion
	Ever hiding from the light
	And his name is the only
	And his name is the one
	And he won' t stop destroying til his wicked work is done
	Children run, children run, children run
	The night time is falling
	The voices are calling a beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	The world keeps on turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	There' s a beast
	There' s a beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	There' s a lion in the night
	Overcome by our weakness we have no strength to fight
	Better run little children
	better run, better flee
	For the beast that I speak of is alive roaming free
	Children run, children run, children run
	The night time is falling the voices are calling a beast
	there' s a beast in the field
	The whole world is turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	there' s a beast in the field
	Don' t look into his eyes
	For fools confound the wise
	This deranged, dark usurper tears the fabric of the soul
	Look upon your own person
	Now is half what was whole
	The most primal of instincts is to stand, fight, or flee
	At this time I beseech you to make haste and come with me
	Approaching, encroaching, it lives a lie
	Controlling, imposing, it will take your life!
	The night time is falling
	The voices are calling a beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	The world keeps on turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	There' s a beast in the field

	zuò qǔ : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells
	There' s a beast in the field
	There' s a lion in the night
	Ever stalking with a passion
	Ever hiding from the light
	And his name is the only
	And his name is the one
	And he won' t stop destroying til his wicked work is done
	Children run, children run, children run
	The night time is falling
	The voices are calling a beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	The world keeps on turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	There' s a beast
	There' s a beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	There' s a lion in the night
	Overcome by our weakness we have no strength to fight
	Better run little children
	better run, better flee
	For the beast that I speak of is alive roaming free
	Children run, children run, children run
	The night time is falling the voices are calling a beast
	there' s a beast in the field
	The whole world is turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	there' s a beast in the field
	Don' t look into his eyes
	For fools confound the wise
	This deranged, dark usurper tears the fabric of the soul
	Look upon your own person
	Now is half what was whole
	The most primal of instincts is to stand, fight, or flee
	At this time I beseech you to make haste and come with me
	Approaching, encroaching, it lives a lie
	Controlling, imposing, it will take your life!
	The night time is falling
	The voices are calling a beast
	There' s a beast in the field
	The world keeps on turning but we are not learning
	A beast
	There' s a beast in the field

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