To your glory and your grace, they said for our homeland and the crown. Hey - hooray! they sung, we go to war! and flowers lead their way to fate So he whispered in her ear, goodbye held her tight for a kiss, goodbye then turned away from love to leave for those heroic fields of grief Heaven's torn apart, brought hell on down down at foot of Dead Man's Hill barrage fire threw their pride to mud, torn glory, shattered grace to ground. Where she whispered in his ear, goodbye held him tight for a kiss, goodbye then turned to leave, to fade away still her whisper's in his ear, goodbye in a lonely dreadful trench, goodbye please stay with me, stay by my side his bitter cry, vanished in the night.. ELECTI SUMUS. CONSECRATI SUMUS. IN HONOREM DEAE SACRAFICATI ET ABDICATI Where was god, the day hell came on down on those tortured souls of Dead Man's Hill? In sheer disgust, he'd turned his face, and then whispered in his ear, goodbye in a lonely dreadful trench, goodbye god turned away from love to leave and his bitter cry remains in grief…