metallica

can’t remember anything
Can’t tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside i feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I’m waking up i can not see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as i wish for death
Oh please god,wake me

Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On the fight, for they are right, yes, by whos to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? they do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
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