Casket of profane soil Scattered remnants, centuries toil Death breaths its rancid ghastly stench Decay engulfs a tomb like trench
Blood against mud Sceptre against flesh Twisting life on a barbed mesh No man nor beast find solace nor hearth These fronts lines carved in earth
Clenched fist to level an iron blow Flame mocks, a forked tongue inferno Lead pounds men into dust Screams and cries, ruthless and unjust Smoke and steel, sound of untold hell Recoil into this casket shell
In this place they will never grow old Tales of bravery will forever be told
Ghost trance on horse back rode Bail of cannon, macabre hymn and dying ode Face death, stare it down Sword & gunfire cut, grasp at death's crown
Upon a sword or bayonet lay the souls of many Fire and wind, their broken limbs flay
In this hell the hope for silence calls Not before another falls
Casket of profane soil Scattered remnants, centuries toil Death breaths its rancid ghastly stench The long trail in this trenchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
