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.