Adrian Smith - Paschendale lyrics

[Instrumental] [Verse 1] In a foreign field he lay Lonely soldier, unknown grave On his dying words he prays Tell the world of Paschendale [Instrumental break] Relive all that he's been through Last communion of his soul Rust your bullets with his tears Let me tell you about his years [Instrumental break] Laying low in a blood filled trench k**ing time 'til my very own d**h On my face I can feel the falling rain Never see my friends again In the smoke, in the mud and lead Smell the fear and the feeling of dread Soon be time to go over the wall Rapid fire and the end of us all Whistles, shouts and more gun fire Lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb Be reunited with my dead friends soon Many soldiers eighteen years Drown in mud, no more tears Surely a war no-one can win k**ing time about to begin [Chorus] Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again The bodies of ours and our foes The sea of d**h it overflows In no man's land, God only knows Into jaws of d**h we go [Verse 2] Crucified as if on a cross Allied troops they mourn their loss German war propaganda machine Such before has never been seen Swear I heard the angels cry Pray to god no more may die So that people know the truth Tell the tale of Paschendale [Instrumental break] Cruelty has a human heart Every man does play his part Terror of the men we k** The human heart is hungry still I stand my ground for the very last time Gun is ready as I stand in line Nervous wait for the whistle to blow Rush of blood and over we go [Instrumental break] Blood is falling like the rain Its crimson cloak unveils again The sound of guns can't hide their shame And so we die in Paschendale [Instrumental break] Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire Running straight at the cannon fire Running blind as I hold my breath Say a prayer symphony of d**h As we charge the enemy lines A burst of fire and we go down I choke a cry but no-one hears Fell the blood go down my throat [Chorus] Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again [Chorus] Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again [Chorus] Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again [Outro] See my spirit on the wind Across the lines, beyond the hill Friend and foe will meet again Those who died at Paschendale