feat. Joe Swanson

Make his fight on the hills in the early day

Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, for they are 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


Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is 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