Make his fight on the hill in the early day <br />Constant chill deep inside <br />Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey <br />On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say? <br />For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know <br />Suffered wounds test there their pride <br />Men of five, still alive through the raging glow <br />Gone insane from the pain that they surely know <br /><br />For whom the bell tolls <br />Time marches on <br />For whom the bell tolls <br /><br />Take a look to the sky just before you die <br />It is the last time you will <br />Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky <br />Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry <br />Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery <br />He hears the silence so loud <br />Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be <br />Now the will see what will be, blinded eyes to see <br /><br />For whom the bell tolls <br />Time marches on <br />For whom the bell tolls
