In A Foreign Field He Lay Lonely Soldier, Unknown
Grave On His Dying Words He Prays Tell The
World Of Paschendale Relive All That He′s Been
Through Last Communion Of His Soul Rust Your Bullets
With His Tears Let Me Tell You 'bout His
Years Laying Low In A Blood Filled Trench
Killing Time ′til My Very Own Death On My
Face I Can Feel The Falling Rain Never See
My Friends Again In The Smoke, In The
Mud And Lead Smell The Fear And The Feeling
Of Dread Soon Be Time To Go Over The
Wall Rapid Fire And End Of Us All
Whistles, Shouts And More Gun Fire Lifeless Bodies Hang
On Barbed Wire Battlefield Nothing But A Bloody Tomb
Be Reunited With My Dead Friends Soon Many
Soldiers, 18 Years Drown In Mud, No More Tears
Surely A War No One Can Win Killing Time
About To Begin Home, Far Away From The
War, A Chance To Live Again Home, Far Away
But The War, No Chance To Live Again
The Bodies Of Ours And Our Foes The Sea
Of Death It Overflows In No Man's Land, God
Only Knows Into Jaws Of Death We Go
Crucified As If On A Cross Allied Troops They
Mourn Their Loss German War Propaganda Machine Such Before
Has Never Been Seen Swear I Heard The
Angels Cry Pray To God No More May Die
So That People Know The Truth Tell The Tale
Of Paschendale Cruelty Has A Human Heart Every
Man Does Play His Part Terror Of The Men
We Kill The Human Heart Is Hungry Still
I Stand My Ground For The Very Last Time
Gun Is Ready As I Stand In Line Nervous
Wait For The Whistle To Blow Rush Of Blood
And Over We Go Blood Is Falling Like
The Rain It's Crimson Cloak Unveils Again The Sound
Of Guns Can′t Hide Their Shame And So We
Die In Paschendale Dodging Shrapnel And Barbed Wire
Running Straight At Cannon Fire Running Blind As I
Hold My Breath Say A Prayer Symphony Of Death
As We Charge The Enemy Lines A Burst
Of Fire And We Go Down I Choke A
Cry But No One Hears Feel The Blood Go
Down My Throat Home, Far Away From The
War, A Chance To Live Again Home, Far Away
But The War, No Chance To Live Again
Home, Far Away From The War, A Chance To
Live Again Home, Far Away But The War, No
Chance To Live Again See My Spirit On
The Wind Across The Lines, Beyond The Hill Friend
And Foe Will Meet Again Those Who Died At
Paschendale