High On Fire - War Horn lyrics

One mounting its calvary; across the river they sleep Bayonets run through the line; cutting the men in half divide Muskets fire on powder; weaker men desert and cower Hearken sound of thunder; waiting, the Generals plunder Lead the charge Running em through Circles can be true Cannons fire, a civil conflict, riders drenched blood crude (?) In this battle of screaming war, cries are heard - no truce Charge on horseback breaks through the line, Grey and Blue (?) truce? Hearken sound of thunder; waiting, the Generals plunder Lead the charge Running em through Circles can be true