| 歌曲 | Fields in Flames |
| 歌手 | Korpiklaani |
| 专辑 | Voice of Wilderness |
| 作曲 : Jonne | |
| They rode | |
| Those two hundred men | |
| Narrow roads | |
| Through this dark cold land | |
| They burnt all villages | |
| They raped and destroyed | |
| Took gold, silber and coins | |
| Taxes to King was their mission | |
| But pain and sorrow they left | |
| They drank all booze | |
| They stole and killed | |
| Fields in Flames and | |
| Families without homes | |
| Men with their golden swords | |
| Horses' armoured heads | |
| Iron harassed hard | |
| Blades of weapons slashed | |
| In silence the village lie down | |
| Hearts bleeding morbid sorrow | |
| One man of these men of the death | |
| One man, broke down | |
| Down he went with insanity | |
| Down man, lunatic | |
| He lit the fire under the house | |
| You could only see his feet | |
| He burnt away his insanity | |
| Burnt away those memories | |
| Men with their golden swords | |
| Horses' armoured heads | |
| Iron harassed hard | |
| Blades of weapons slashed | |
| In silence the village lie down | |
| Hearts bleeding morbid sorrow |
| zuò qǔ : Jonne | |
| They rode | |
| Those two hundred men | |
| Narrow roads | |
| Through this dark cold land | |
| They burnt all villages | |
| They raped and destroyed | |
| Took gold, silber and coins | |
| Taxes to King was their mission | |
| But pain and sorrow they left | |
| They drank all booze | |
| They stole and killed | |
| Fields in Flames and | |
| Families without homes | |
| Men with their golden swords | |
| Horses' armoured heads | |
| Iron harassed hard | |
| Blades of weapons slashed | |
| In silence the village lie down | |
| Hearts bleeding morbid sorrow | |
| One man of these men of the death | |
| One man, broke down | |
| Down he went with insanity | |
| Down man, lunatic | |
| He lit the fire under the house | |
| You could only see his feet | |
| He burnt away his insanity | |
| Burnt away those memories | |
| Men with their golden swords | |
| Horses' armoured heads | |
| Iron harassed hard | |
| Blades of weapons slashed | |
| In silence the village lie down | |
| Hearts bleeding morbid sorrow |