fields of fire
Let’s make this easy on ourselves
Watch the white rose petals fly
Revisit Fatima, question the prize
Let the sun dance across the skies
The second secret of Fatima claims
Unholy Russia is to blame
So as the tanks roll across the plains
The wrath of war on heaven strains
It’s all enthralling, Russia’s calling
Satellite states will keep on falling
Ordained by a prince in the Crimea
Now a new Vladimir claims Sophia
Beaten in the east a hundred years ago
Go west Vladimir, where the skies are blue*
Keep friends close, your enemies closer
While renegade states face foreclosure
A thousand years of Russian lies
But still it kills and still it spies
The Tsar and Patriarch draw their lines
Are they immune to the fields of fire
So look to Paris and look to Rome
Watch them march upon our home
Make each king depart his throne
May the supplicant’s coop be flown
With Mussolini, New Rome expired
Hitler’s Reich on which he conspired
Come Putin and his new Empire
Upon Fatima’s troth and fields of fire
