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Intro

Falling leaves like a broken dream

 A dying soldier and a fading scheme

 And a dustcloud tears on her eyes

 In a treetop the Northwind sighs

On a march through the fields CHORUS

Hearing drums banners raised

The soiled is soaked with blood

Despair death embrace

Falling rain is our last gift from heaven

As we follow the path to hell

The dust cloaks the forest

A spectre leads our path

Our eyes are burning with hate

Our hearts are scoarched by wrath

On a march through the fields CHORUS

Comrades lost in the night

Neither hoping nor fearing

Of the hideous fight

Falling leaves in a broken night

We drown in sorrows

And fear the embers bite

Hear the sound of Metal

The noise of guns

The roaring of thunder

And the bursting of bombs

On a march through the Fields CHORUS

Hearing drums banners raised

The soil is soaked with blood

Dispair death embrace

On a March through the fields

Comrades lost in the night

Neither hoping nor fearing

Of the hideous fight