Make his fight on the hills in the early day   Constant chill deep inside   Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray   On they fight for their right, yes, but who's to say?      For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know   [Incomprehensible] wounds test their pride   Men of five, still alive through the raging glow   Gone insane from the pain and they surely know      For whom the bell tolls   Time marches on   For whom the bell tolls      Take a look to the sky just before you die   It is the last time he will   Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky   Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry      Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery   He hears the silence so loud   Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be   Now they see what will be blinded eyes to see      For whom the bell tolls   Time marches on   For whom the bell tolls