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“For Whom The Bell Tolls”

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 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’s 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?