| Lyrics: | Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on
they run throught the endless grey
On they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's to
say?
For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test 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 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 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 |
