Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run Through the endless grey On they fight, for their right Yes, but who's to say? For a hill men would kill Why? They do not know Stiffened wounds test their pride Men of five still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
Take a look to the sky just before you die It is the last time you will Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery Hear the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see
