Fields of Mildew - Men of the Mire

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{Verse 1}
Sickness befell all the souls
(?...)
Saw the blood in their way
Ever tired, to never align
Deep are the dead into (?...) realms
Where the famine buried it's mold

{Chorus}
All I hear is silence
All I see is fading when there's no (?...)

{Verse 2}
(?...) the (?...) to the grave
(?...) and misery
Meet the lord of decay
(?...) smell that (?...) from your flesh

The everlasting breath of disease
Flowing through thoughts and memories
These are the men of the mire
Naked and drowned, the dwellers of mold

{Chorus}
All I hear is silence
All I see is fading when there's no (?...)
May the flood be guiding
Take me to the silence
It's my only home

Release Date: March 01, 2015

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Fields of Mildew - Men of the Mire is a haunting and atmospheric song that paints a picture of a desolate and decaying landscape. The lyrics speak of sickness and death, with imagery of blood, famine, and decay. The chorus repeats the theme of silence and fading, hinting at a sense of hopelessness and despair. The verses describe the men of the mire, who are trapped in a world of misery and decay. The song evokes a feeling of dread and unease, showcasing the dark and eerie world of the mire.

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Fields of Mildew ist ein Musiker, der von der Gegend um das "Teufelsmoor" inspiriert ist und sich konzeptionell auf das ländliche Leben des späten 19. und frühen 20. Jahrhunderts konzentriert: Die Menschen, ihre Arbeit auf den Feldern, Aberglauben und enge Beziehungen zu lokalen Geschichten sowie Notlagen.