Passchendaele by The Out_Circuit Lyrics
Distant thunder
On an even day
Draws my mind back
To a thousand yards
Another life
Where boys were drawn
Into oblivion
By dint of war
Whether we die in trenches
Or with wives beside us
Even in better men it lingers on
Whether our wounds release us
Or landscape defeat us
I sleep beneath the shadow of your wings
Hold the line, lads
Stand in the gap
Their wolves are almost upon us
Another night
The mind is drawn
Into horizons
Opposing dawn
Whеther we lie in Bеlgium
Or England asunder
Even in braver souls it lingers on
Whether the mud defeat us
Or landscape deceive us
I kneel beneath the shadow of your wings
Hear the fallen through the wire:
“Where are kings and empires now?”
“Night throws us back”
“Do I wander?...”
On an even day
Draws my mind back
To a thousand yards
Another life
Where boys were drawn
Into oblivion
By dint of war
Whether we die in trenches
Or with wives beside us
Even in better men it lingers on
Whether our wounds release us
Or landscape defeat us
I sleep beneath the shadow of your wings
Hold the line, lads
Stand in the gap
Their wolves are almost upon us
Another night
The mind is drawn
Into horizons
Opposing dawn
Whеther we lie in Bеlgium
Or England asunder
Even in braver souls it lingers on
Whether the mud defeat us
Or landscape deceive us
I kneel beneath the shadow of your wings
Hear the fallen through the wire:
“Where are kings and empires now?”
“Night throws us back”
“Do I wander?...”