Origins: 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 for the right yes but whos to say For a hill men would kill why they do not know Stiffened wounds test there pride Men of five still alive through the raging glow gone insane from this pain that they surely know
For Whom the Bell Tolls Time marchs on For Whom the Bell Tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die, its the last time you will Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky, shattered goal fills the soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery, hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be. Now they see what well be blinded eyes to see...
For Whom the Bell Tolls Time marches on For Whom the Bell Tolls