Gorefest - The Glorious Dead Lyrics
Blood on your hands as you put themNear the hole in your chest.Where the bullet struck and threw youFlat into the mud."Come on lads" the bastards soon will be defeatedGod is on our side was what you heardWhen all went blackFor god and the country we raise our headsAll real heroes die the glorious deadFrom this point of view it all looks very differentAs you cough up blood and an intense coldRuns up your spineNo one ever told you that it could be like thisDehumanised, no respect for life, you want to cryFor god and the country we raise our headsOr ideals that weren't yours the glorious deadMisguidence was your undoingDeath stares you in the faceMemories, past times flash byAs they declare you deadFor god and the country you raised your headWho remembers your name the glorious dead