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936 B
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31 lines
936 B
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Make his fight on the hill in the early day
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Constant chill deep inside
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Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
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On they fight, for the right, yes, but who's to say?
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For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know
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Stiffened wounds test their pride
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Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
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Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
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For whom the bell tolls
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Time marches on
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For whom the bell tolls
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Take a look to the sky just before you die
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It's the last time he will
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Blackened roar, massive roar, fills the crumbling sky
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Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
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Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
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He hears the silence so loud
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Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
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Now they see, what will be, blinded eyes to see
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For whom the bell tolls
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Time marches on
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For whom the bell tolls
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Name For Whom The Bell Tolls
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Artist Metallica
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Album Ride The Lightning
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