Fields of Verdun

As the drum roll started on that day

Heard a hundred miles away

A million shells were fired

And the green fields turned to grey

The bombardment lasted all day long

Yet the forts were standing strong

Heavily defended

Now the trap's been sprung and the battle has begun

Descend into darkness

303 days below the sun

Fields of Verdun, and the battle has begun

Nowhere to run, father and son

Fall one by one under the gun

Thy will be done (thy will be done)

And the judgement has begun

Nowhere to run, father and son

Fall one by one, fields of Verdun

Though a million shells have scarred the land

No one has the upper hand

From the ground above to trenches

Where the soldiers make their stand

As the trenches slowly turn to mud

And then quickly start to flood

Death awaits in every corner

As they die in the mud, fill the trenches with blood

Descend into darkness

303 days below the sun

Fields of Verdun, and the battle has begun

Nowhere to run, father and son

Fall one by one under the gun

Thy will be done (thy will be done)

And the judgement has begun

Nowhere to run, father and son

Fall one by one, fields of Verdun

Fields of execution turned to wasteland from the grass

Thou shalt go no further, it was said, "They shall not pass!"

The spirit of resistance and the madness of the war

So go ahead, face the lead, join the dead

Though you die where you lie, never asking why

Descend into darkness

303 days below the sun

Fields of Verdun, and the battle has begun

Nowhere to run, father and son

Fall one by one under the gun

Thy will be done (thy will be done)

And the judgement has begun

Nowhere to run, father and son

Fall one by one, fields of Verdun