Make his fight on the hill in the early day

Constant chill deep inside

Shouting gun, on they run through the endless gray

On they fight, for they 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 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



Take a look to the sky just before you die

It's the last time you will

Blackened roar, massive roar, fills the crumbling sky

Shattered goal fills his soul 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 will to be

Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see



For whom the bell tolls

Time marches on

For whom the bell tolls