Sabaton Lost battalion

Текст песни "Sabaton — Lost battalion"

I remember the Argonne, 1918.
The sounds of that battle still haunt me to this day.
Machine gun fire from enemy lines.
The sickening sound of a bayonet tearng through human flesh.
The soldier next to me firing his sidearm in desperation.
All these sounds still echo in my mind,
And as conducted by Death himself it all comes together as music.
A rhythm of death
A symphony of war

Far from their land as they made their stand
They stood strong and the legend still lives on

1918 the Great War rages on
A battalion is lost in the Argonne
Under fire there's nothing they can do
There's no way they can get a message through

Suffer heavy losses as the battle carries on
Liberty division standing strong

Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's surrender or die and the stakes are high
They live or they die there's no time for good bye
Weapon in hand as they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply they would rather die
Broke through the blockade they were finally saved

Friendly fire munitions running low
The supplies they were dropped upon their foe
1918 the war still rages on
The battalion still trapped in the Argonne

Chose not to surrender they chose victory or defeat
Fallen brothers resting by their feet

Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's surrender or die and the stakes are high
They live or they die there's no time for good bye
Weapon in hand as they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply they would rather die
Broke through the blockade they were finally saved

Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's surrender or die and the stakes are high
Live or die who can tell there's no good bye
With a weapon in hand as they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply they would rather die
They stood strong and the legend still lives on

Suffered heavy losses through the Great War they stood strong
But the memory of the fallen still lives on

Far from their land as they made their stand
A disregarded demand
It's surrender or die and the stakes are high
They live and they die there's no time for good bye
Weapon in hand as they made their stand
Still disregarding demand
They would never comply they would rather die
Broke through the blockade they were finally saved