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, are
they right, yes, by
who's to say?
For a hill men would
kill, why? They do
not know
Stiffened wounds
test there their pride
Men of five, still
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 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
He hears 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
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls