Red sky rage their angry cry upon the battle plains
Soldiers march into history for a cause unexplaned.
Yet in every heart, in every man, there is a need to win.
When one dabbles in war games, who`s to say what is sin?
Fields of valor and victory,
White crosses that bear no name
Each one gave their life to history,
Fields of valor and victory.
A young boy in an old man`s game,
Each one gave their life for a nameless cross.
Skies bleed pain upon us all a the night comes falling down
Cries of victory cannot be heard when you`re six feet underground.
Yet feel they understand the paths that they have made.
Our children can now run free - price of liberty is paid.
Turn back the hands of time so I may ask their names,
And place each name upon a stone, to never fade away.