[Incomprehensible] wounds test their pride
It is the last time he will
Take a look to the sky just before you die
For whom the bell tolls
Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
For whom the bell tolls
He hears the silence so loud
Time marches on
Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray
Time marches on
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
On they fight for their right, yes, but who's to say?
For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Now they see what will be blinded eyes to see
Gone insane from the pain and they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
