Intro: Am, C, G, Am sighs eath 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 bu (guitartabs.cc)
