Fields of Verdun — Sabaton

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 has 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
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
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
And the judgement has begun
Nowhere to run
Father and son
Fall one by one
Fields of Verdun