Fields of Glory (to the tune of Greensleeves/What Child is This)
Men will fight for glory lost,
But live forever in holocaust.
Some will find their meaning to life.
Most will die in painful strife.
Pain! Pain! And dark blood stains cover the fields of glory.
Rain! Rain! Men fell like rain fighting on fields of glory.
Now the battle cry is heard.
Some will live,...
But live forever in holocaust.
Some will find their meaning to life.
Most will die in painful strife.
Pain! Pain! And dark blood stains cover the fields of glory.
Rain! Rain! Men fell like rain fighting on fields of glory.
Now the battle cry is heard.
Some will live,...