Red sky rage their angry cry upon the battle plains

Soldiers march into history for a cause unexplained

Yet in every heart, in every man, there is a need to win

When one dabbles in war games, who’s to say what is sin?

Fields of valor and victory

White crosses that bear no name

Each one gave their life to history

Fields of valor and victory

A young boy in an old man’s game

Each one gave their life for a nameless cross

Skies bleed pain upon us all as the night comes falling down

Cries of victory cannot be heard when you’re six feet underground

Yet feel they understand the paths that they have made

Our children can now run free – the price of liberty is paid



Turn back the hands of time so I may ask their names

And place each name upon a stone, to never fade away