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Take his spot on the hill in the early day
Cause a chill deep inside
Shout and gun on they run through the endless gray
On they fly for their eye, yes, men lose it and pay
For a hill men will kill, why they do not know
Such quick wounds test their pride
Men of five still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die
It's the last time you will
Black and raw, massive roar fills the pumping sky
Shattered cold fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, runs out of this mystery
The engine's starting so loud
The crack of dawn, all is gone, save the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
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