Sabaton - The Great War lyrics
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Tracks 01. The Future Of Warfare
02. Seven Pillars Of Wisdom 03. 82nd All The Way 04. The Attack Of The Dead Men 05. Devil Dogs 06. The Red Baron 07. Great War 08. A Ghost In The Trenches 09. Fields Of Verdun 10. The End Of The War To End All Wars 11. In Flanders Fields 01. The Future Of Warfare
Standing in the line of fire
32 will lead the way Coming over trench and wire Going through the endless grey A desolate wasteland Infernal depiction of Hell The birth of a new way September 15, 1916 The first wave approaches At Flers-Courcelette Through fire and brimstone Breaking away, coming your way Standing in the line of fire 32 will lead the way Coming over trench and wire Going through the endless grey Standing in the line of fire Moving on through the fray Coming over trench and wire Live to fight another day The spell has been broken A new way to wage war has come The future of warfare For all to be seen, 1918 The new world approaches Villers-Bretonneux Mechanized warfare Breaking away, coming your way Standing in the line of fire 32 will lead the way Coming over trench and wire Going through the endless grey Standing in the line of fire Moving on through the fray Coming over trench and wire Live to fight another day Standing in the line of fire Moving on through the fray Coming over trench and wire Live to fight another day Standing in the line of fire 32 will lead the way Coming over trench and wire Going through the endless grey Standing in the line of fire Moving on through the fray Coming over trench and wire Live to fight another day 02. Seven Pillars Of Wisdom
Far from home, a man with a mission
In the heat of the glistening sun In the heart of ancient tradition This man's journey has only begun Lead the charge A raider has entered the battlefield Sabotage The game is about to unfold As the darkness falls and Arabia calls One man spreads his wings, as the battle begins May the land lay claim on to Lawrence name Seven pillars of wisdom lights the flame A revolt to gain independence Hide and seek, hunters hot on their trail Joined their ranks, obtained their acceptance Side by side raid the Ottoman rail Lead the charge Tafilah, Medina, Damascus calls Sabotage Demolish the bridges to dust As the darkness falls and Arabia calls One man spreads his wings, as the battle begins May the land lay claim on to Lawrence name Seven pillars of wisdom lights the flame After the war has been won, deception or treason? Who can tell? Who stood to gain? Who stood to loose? Who did the dying? Betrayal of trust from within or compelled? The pillars of wisdom can tell Back home where a new life awaits, whispers of past The sands of Arabia calling As the darkness falls and Arabia calls One man spreads his wings, as the battle begins May the land lay claim on to Lawrence name Seven pillars of wisdom lights the flame As the darkness falls and Arabia calls One man spreads his wings, as the battle begins May the land lay claim on to Lawrence name Seven pillars of wisdom lights the flame 03. 82nd All The Way
In the draft of 1917, a man from Tennessee
Overseas to the trenches he went, from the land of the free Into war he brought two things along, a rifle and his faith Joined the ranks as a private, assigned to 338th There on that day, Alvin York Entered the fray Saving the day 82nd all the way Into the fires of Hell, the Argonne, a hero to be Entered the war from over the sea Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee Hill 223 When his faith has been put to the test, the call to arms he heeds On the 8th of October he went, made a sergeant for his deeds Fearless, leading the raid of the war, machine gun on the hill Charge the enemy taking the prisoners, by power of his will There on that day, Sergeant York Entered the fray Saving the day 82nd all the way Into the fires of Hell, the Argonne, a hero to be Entered the war from over the sea Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee Hill 223 What Sergeant York achieved that day Would echo to the U.S.A. It's 82nd all the way Death from above, what they now say What Sergeant York achieved that day Echoes from France to the U.S.A. It's 82nd all the way Death from above, what they now say Into the fires of Hell, the Argonne, a hero to be Entered the war from over the sea Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee Hill 223... Hell, the Argonne, a hero to be Entered the war from over the sea Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee Hill 223 04. The Attack Of The Dead Men
Turmoil at the front
Wilhelms forces on the hunt There's a thunder in the east It's an attack of the deceased They've been facing poison gas 7,000 charge en masse Turn the tide of the attack And force the enemy to turn back And that's when the dead men are marching again Osowiec then and again Attack of the dead, hundred men Facing the lead once again Hundred men Charge again Die again Osowiec then and again Attack of the dead, hundred men Facing the lead once again Hundred men Charge again Die again Two combatants spar Hindenburg against the Tsar Move in 12 battalions large Into a Russian counter-charge They'll be fighting for their lives As their enemy revives Russians won't surrender, no Striking fear into their foe And that's when the dead men are marching again Osowiec then and again Attack of the dead, hundred men Facing the lead once again Hundred men Charge again Die again Osowiec then and again Attack of the dead, hundred men Facing the lead once again Hundred men Charge again Die again And that's when the dead men are marching again Osowiec then and again Attack of the dead, hundred men Facing the lead once again Hundred men Charge again Die again Osowiec then and again Attack of the dead, hundred men Facing the lead once again Hundred men Charge again Die again That's when the dead men are marching again, marching again That's when the dead march again 05. Devil Dogs
Kill, fight, die
That's what a soldier should do Top of their game, earning their name They were the Devil dogs In a war machine They were the USA marines 1918, USA intervene Until now they were mainly observing There in the wheat fields and a small piece of land It's a battle that will write history 5 times attacked, and then 5 times repelled At the 6th time they managed to break the line Heart of the corps, and a part of the lore The deadliest weapon on earth Kill, fight, die That's what a soldier should do Top of their game, earning their name They were the Devil dogs In a war machine They were the USA marines Dogs lead ahead, and attack through the led Put to test, at the battle of Belleau Clearing the forest and advance through the trees It's the end of the war that's in sight Hill 142, it's a final break through It's the key to controlling the battlefield Second to none, a marine and a gun And the foes run in fear of their name Kill, fight, die That's what a soldier should do Top of their game, earning their name They were the Devil dogs In a war machine They were the USA marines In times they are needed, such times they appear When a leader has fallen, a hero arise And inspire the lost into glorious deeds that Would give them a name that live on to this day When... In times they are needed, such times they appear When a leader has fallen, a hero arise And inspire the lost into glorious deeds that Would give them a name that live on to this day "Come on, you sons of bitches, do you want to live forever?" Second to none, a marine and a gun Raising hell as they're fighting like dogs of war Heart of the corps, and a part of the lore The deadliest weapon on earth Kill, fight, die That's what a soldier should do Top of their game, earning their name They were the Devil dogs In a war machine They were the USA And since then They are the devil dogs of war And then always Are the USA marines 06. The Red Baron
Man and machine and nothing there in between
A flying circus and a man from Prussia The sky and a plane, this man commands his domain The western front and all the way to Russia Death from above, you're under fire Stained red as blood, he's roaming higher Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies That's where the legend will arise And he's flying Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying to high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die First to the scene he is a lethal machine It's bloody April and the tide is turning Fire at will it is the thrill of the kill Four in a day shot down with engines burning Embrace the fame, red squadron leader Call out his name, Rote Kampffieger In the game to win, a gambler rolls the dice Eighty allies paid the price And he's flying Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying to high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die Higher Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying to high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die Higher Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies And the legend never dies And he's flying And he's flying And he's flying Higher Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying too high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die Higher Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying too high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die 07. Great War
Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave Mother home, get a telegram and shed a tear of grief Mud and blood, in foreign land, trying to understand Where is this greatness I've been told? This is the lies that we been sold Is this a worthy sacrifice? Great war And I cannot take more Great tour I keep on marching on I play the great score There will be no encore Great War The war to end all wars I'm standing here, I'm full of fear, with bodies at my feet On there in the other trench, bullets wear my name Lead ahead, as the captain said and show them no remorse Who am I to understand what have I become? I do my duties, pay the price I'll do the worthy sacrifice I know my deeds are not in vain Great war And I cannot take more Great tour I keep on marching on I play the great score There will be no encore Great War The war to end all wars And feet by feet We pay the price of a mile here Though men are falling, we see Heroes rise We face the heat As we are fighting until the dawn So follow me and we will write our own history Great war And I cannot take more Great tour I keep on marching on I play the great score There will be no encore Great War The war to end all wars 08. A Ghost In The Trenches
Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
A force deployed from overseas A war in foreign land await the eager recruits And in their midst, among the men A soldier with a different past return to his roots Into battle, the gas has them pinned Then this soldier invoke the spirits of the wind Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected And on the fields of Passchendaele A guiding light for reinforcements finding their way And in the Battle of the Scarpe Bring ammo over no man's land and fire away In the battle, the gas had them pinned Pegahmagabow invoked the spirits of the wind Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected Under fire, a ghost that... Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected Francis stayed and fought throughout the war, made his way until the end alive 09. Fields Of Verdun
As the drum roll started on that day, heard a hundred miles away
A million shells were fired and the green fields turned to grey The bombardment lasted all day long, yet the forts were standing strong Heavily defended, now the trap has been sprung and the battle has begun Descend into darkness 303 days below the sun Fields of Verdun And the battle has begun Nowhere to run Father and son Fall one by one Under the gun Thy will be done And the judgement has begun Nowhere to run Father and son Fall one by one Fields of Verdun Though a million shells have scarred the land, no one has the upper hand From the ground above to trenches, where the soldiers make their stand As the trenches slowly turn to mud, and then quickly start to flood Death awaits in every corner, as they die in the mud, fill the trenches with blood Fields of execution turned to wasteland from the grass Thou shalt go no further it was said they shall not pass The spirit of resistance and the madness of the war So... Go ahead! Face the led! Join the dead! Though you die! Where you lie! Never asking why! 10. The End Of The War To End All Wars
Death, hard to ignore
One million lost five months into the war Pain, fell one by one Three years remained, it had only begun Unable to restore A map redrawn Unlike what came before The future of warfare has dawned Do, what must be done Send off your son, life cut short by a gun Gas, cover the fields Gone with the wind, reveal lethal ideals And as the end draws near November dawn With losses so severe Cease-fire, their forces withdrawn Great war enter Front and centre Grand endeavour Lost forever Great war enter Front and centre Grand endeavour Lost forever And as the end draws near November dawn With losses so severe Cease-fire, their forces withdrawn November 11th settling the score From 15 to 20 million Almost half of the dead civilian A new world will dawn from empires fallen The end of the war to end war 11. In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. |