Bolt Thrower ...for Victory
As daylight returns The fires of hope still burn Crawl throught darkened light Sickened by the mournful sight Tears fall from eyes Not sure what has been done Sorrow creeps throughout my soul All is lost, none have won The battle smoke remains Begin to feel the pain Alone now stagger on Unsure how it begun Through time war prevails Thoughts, fears cast aside Face the consequence alone With honour-valour-pride As fire fills the sky We once believed in life Now time to die ...For Victory Now in deaths glory Mans final destiny The final price to pay ...For Victory "They shall not grow old As we that are left grow old Age shall not weary them Nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun And in the morning We will remember them" "We will remember them"
