MAKE HIS FIGHT ON THE HILL IN THE
EARLY DAY
CONSTANT CHILL DEEP INSIDE
SHOUTING GUN ON THEY RUN
THROUGH THE ENDLESS GRAY
ON THEY FIGHT FOR THEY'RE
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 FIVESTILL ALIVE THROUGH
THE RAGING GLOW
GONE INSANE FROM THE PAIN THAT
THEY SURELY KNOW
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
TIME MARCHES ON
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
TAKE A LOOK TO THE SKY JUST
BEFORE YOU DIE
IT'S THE LAST TIME HE 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
HE HEARS THE SILENCE SO LOUD
CRACK OF DAWNALL IS GONE
EXCEPT THE WILL TO BE
NOW THEY SEE WHAT WILL BE
BLINDED EYES TO SEE
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
TIME MARCHES ON
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
