Preacher Man - Fields of the Nephilim

Well he talks in confusion

And he faults your point of view

You talk about his apparition

And he talks

Hear him laughing at you

Contamination and radiation

Let it crawl while the city sleeps

Your turn to lay for bait for a while

Now you’re melting through your burning fields

And all my people say oh

Stop!

When he talks

Connected scars reopen

A thousand fingers

Reach out for you

We don’t feel no contamination

We don’t feel no contamination

We don’t feel no contamination

We don’t feel no contamination

Oh keep talking

You’re a hunter I’m a wolf

Yeah keep talking

I’m the preacher you’re a fool

Contamination and radiation

Let it crawl while the city sleeps

Your turn to lay for bait for a while

Now you’re melting through your burning fields

That’s when my people say oh

We don’t feel no contamination

Radiation, contamination

Radiation, contamination

Radiation, contamination

Radiation