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at Paschendale
hill - Friend and
Home - far away - But the
hears - Feel the
whistle to blow - Rush
the wall - Rapid fire
and the end of us
of blood and over
all - Whistles - shouts
and more gun fire
blood go down my
we go - Blood is
Lifeless bodies hang
on barbed wire
falling like the
Battlefield
nothing
but a bloody tomb
war - no chance
throat - Home - far
rain - Its crimson
Be reunited with my
dead friends soon - Many
cloak unveils again
soldiers eighteen years
Drown in mud - no
away - From the
The sound of guns
more tears - Surely
a war no one can win
can't hide their
Killing time about to
begin - Home - far
foe will meet again
to live again - See
war - a chance
shame - And so we
away - From the war - a
chance to live again - Home
die in Paschendale
far away - But the war - no
chance to live again - The
to live again
Dodging shrapnel
bodies of ours and
our foes - The sea of
and barbed wire
death it overflows - In
No Man's Land - God
my spirit on the
Home - far away - But
Running straight
only knows - Into jaws of
death we go - Crucified
at the cannon
as if on a cross
Allied troops they
the war - no
fire - Running
mourn their loss - German
war propaganda machine
blind as I hold
Such before has never
been seen - Swear I