Red sky rage their angry cry upon the battle plains  Soldiers march into history for a cause unexplained  Yet in every heart, in every man, there is a need to win  When one dabbles in war games, who’s to say what is sin?  Fields of valor and victory  White crosses that bear no name  Each one gave their life to history  Fields of valor and victory  A young boy in an old man’s game  Each one gave their life for a nameless cross  Skies bleed pain upon us all as the night comes falling down  Cries of victory cannot be heard when you’re six feet underground  Yet feel they understand the paths that they have made  Our children can now run free – the price of liberty is paid    Turn back the hands of time so I may ask their names  And place each name upon a stone, to never fade away