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 grey
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