Make his on the hill in the early day chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless gray On they fight, for they right, yes, but who's to say? For a hill, men would kill. Why? They do not know Stiffend wounds test their pride Men of still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
For whom the bell Time marches on For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to sky just before you die It's the last time YOU will Blackened roar, massive roar, fills crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his 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 to be Now they see will be, blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls