The Cold Hands of WAR

In death we lie
Hand in hand
Rows upon rows of us!
In turn we die
For our land
Miles upon miles of dust!

In our truth we stand
Heads bowed down
Burying our best
In our tormented land
And scattered towns
They're coming for the rest

We can't leave
We must stand
And fall at our time
We can't give
Our godless land
To those who mastered crime



The Cold Hands of DEATH

The cold hands of death
Tightly closing around our throats
Pulling us into the land we fought so long to keep
The cold hands of death
Will never allow us to leave alive
We have strayed far too far and dug far too deep

The cold hands of death
Are taking us into our early grave
We never thought it might eventually come to this
The cold hands of death
Know all that needs to be known
But we know nothing of all the life we shall miss