Sent to kill, to watch no man's land
Snipers are moving unseen
Fight for land, to lose it again
Shrapnel is filling the air
 [bad word] on earth, the trenches mean death, better keep your head down low
Charge their lines, the ultimate test it's a synchronized (sacrifice)

Get the wounded after dark
Left alone in no man's land
Maddening chaos at the front

Dream of heaven
(angels are calling your name)

Shells and guns, a rifle and scope
Bullets are wearing your name
Losing track of time and of space
Midnight at sanity's edge

Losing friends to artillery shells, at the break of dawn
Break their will, as yours has been broken, they're here alone, (dream of home)

Charge at dawn to gain a yard
Scout at night to guard their lines
Leave your life in fortunes hand

Dream of heaven
(angels are calling your name)
 [bad word] on earth, the trenches mean death, keep your head down low
Charge their lines, the ultimate test it's a synchronized (sacrifice)

When the bullet hits it's mark
Know your time in [bad word] has been served
You won't return to home