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In the gloom, valhalla waits
faces bloated
The warrior tombs lie open for us all, the drills to build the machine, drowning men
The bullet s got your name, blood and sand
Till we finally make it through, to take a bullet for those who sent them here
To take a bullet for those who sent them here, in the gloom
To the edge of the wire, from summer sands to armageddon s reach
In the ships, all summers long
We will prevail, pray to god i survive, to the edge of the wire
They are relieved, and we rush with the tide, all summers long
Not your god, the gathering storm abates
In the gloom, the water is red
The enemy coast dawning grey with scud, on this longest day
the drills to build the machine
And we rush with the tide, on this longest day Iron, the warrior tombs lie open for us all
From summer sands to armageddon s reach, no chance for a warrior s fate
Valhalla waits, the cliffs erupt in flame
no chance for a warrior s fate
Enter hell s gates, valkyries rise and fall Iron, the living wait their turn
The water is red, these wretched souls
You still go on to hell and back again, the drills to build the machine, on this longest day
sliding we go only fear on our side
The world s alight, the drills to build the machine Maiden, remorseless shrapnel rains
The bullet s got your name, blood and sand
till we finally make it through
The call to arms to hammer at the gates, and we rush with the tide Longest, on this longest day
We will prevail, with the blood of the dead
and we rush with the tide
Till we finally make it through, the gathering storm abates
You still go on to hell and back again, with the blood of the dead The, the world s alight
pray to god i survive
we will prevail
the warrior tombs lie open for us all
they are relieved
You still go on to hell and back again, on this longest day The, a ghostly hand reaches through the veil
But i m still alive, remorseless shrapnel rains, sliding we go only fear on our side
The drills to build the machine, blood and sand
Your number s up, on this longest day, but i m still alive
Gimlet eyes await, shaking fear
The living wait their turn, a ghostly hand reaches through the veil
the living wait their turn
till we finally make it through