Make his fight on the hill in the day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the gray On they fight, for are 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 that they surely know
For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell
Take a look to the sky just before you die It's the last time YOU will Blackened roar, massive roar, the crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now are his to this mystery He hears the 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 For whom the bell tolls