歌词
(Verse 1)
In the dawn of the century's turn, a tempest arose,
A world in the clasp of empires, power's lethal throes.
The drums of war thundered across the land and sea,
A call to arms, a battle cry, a fierce decree.
(Pre-Chorus)
Steel and fire, the skies are torn asunder,
Echoes of battle, a world thrown into wonder.
(Chorus)
For honor, for glory, the warriors march on,
Through trenches and blood, till innocence is gone.
The clash of empires in a dance of doom,
Metal and men in the shadow of gloom,
In the heart of the World War One.
(Verse 2)
Over fields of green turned red with warriors' plight,
The cavalry charged, into the fray, into the fight.
The bullets sang a grim lullaby for the brave,
As they fell like rain, filling the earth, a mass grave.
(Pre-Chorus)
Machine guns rattling a deadly tune,
Under the pale and watchful eye of the moon.
(Chorus)
For valor, for vengeance, they lay their lives down,
In the mud and the gas, where many are crown'd.
The storm of steel in the morning's light,
Metal and might, in the endless night,
In the heart of the World War One.
(Chorus)
For valor, for vengeance, they lay their lives down,
In the mud and the gas, where many are crown'd.
The storm of steel in the morning's light,
Metal and might, in the endless night,
In the heart of the World War One.
(Bridge)
In the silence between salvos, hear the whispered prayer,
A plea for peace in the midst of despair.
But the war machine roars, unsated, unswayed,
As the world burns, in its image remade.
(Guitar Solo)
(Verse 3)
The guns fell silent on the eleventh hour,
A hush over the land, the end of the power.
The poppies sway, a scarlet tide, a solemn sea,
A testament to the fallen, the cost of the free.
(Verse 3)
The guns fell silent on the eleventh hour,
A hush over the land, the end of the power.
The poppies sway, a scarlet tide, a solemn sea,
A testament to the fallen, the cost of the free.
(Pre-Chorus)
The world forever changed, a lesson hard-taught,
In the aftermath, the survivors wrought.
(Chorus)
For memory, for the future, we shall not forget,
The heroes and the lost, in the war's cold sweat.
The anthem of freedom, a haunting hum,
Metal and souls, to the beat of the drum,
In the heart of the World War One.
(Outro)
So let the power metal sing the tale of the brave,
Of the world at war, and the lives it gave.
For in the heart of the storm, where the brave ones run,
Lies the spirit unyielding, of World War One.
(Outro)
So let the power metal sing the tale of the brave,
Of the world at war, and the lives it gave.
For in the heart of the storm, where the brave ones run,
Lies the spirit unyielding, of World War One.
