Angels Calling

Sent to kill, to watch no man's land Snipers are moving unseen Fight for land, to lose it again Shrapnel is filling the air Hell on earth, the trenches mean death, better keep your head down low Charge their lines, the ultimate test it's a synchronized sacrifice Get the wounded after dark Left alone in no man's land Maddening chaos at the front Dream of heaven Angels are calling your name Shells and guns, a rifle and scope Bullets are wearing your name Losing track of time and of space Midnight at sanity's edge Losing friends to artillery shells, at the break of dawn Break their will, as yours has been broken, they're here alone, dream of home Charge at dawn to gain a yard Scout at night to guard their lines Leave your life in fortunes hand When the bullet hits it's mark Know your time in hell has been served You won't return to home --- Angels Calling - Sabaton