Take The Day

Long is the hour for the waiting man
The front line is to be ours, awaiting the command
Some sit silently on the floor, bemused and empty-gazed
I go through my gear once more, already knowing all is in place

And as the bugle call goes blaring
We know that this might be our final call

From the line, you have had your rest
Rising! Fighting
When the going gets tough they send in the best
Lightning! Striking

The wait is over, we are taking the head
Bring it on we are not afraid
Keep your head clear or you'll end up dead
Blood's left no room for rust on our blades
Take the day!

Scattered remains of our own troops, we meet as we advance:
Turn around while you can, fools, you won't stand a chance
But deep within their eyes you see, hope mixed with respect
They're here, the men from beyond the sea, the fight is not over yet

And as the bugle call goes blaring
We know that this might be our final call

From the line, you have had your rest
Rising! Fighting
When the going gets tough they send in the best
Lightning! Striking

The wait is over, we are taking the head
Bring it on we are not afraid
Keep your head clear or you'll end up dead
Blood's left no room for rust on our blades
Take the day