Spirits Of The Somme Lyrics

Let the spirits tell the story of the Somme

Where men were cast into the fire all along

Let the spirits tell the story of the Somme

Where the very air you breathe is suffering years gone

A name synonymous with with your nightmares

If you manage to survive you see the corpses out there

For the rest of your days and many sleepless nights

Let the spirits tell the story of the Somme with fright

Bodies and bodies are thrown into the fray

At the German lines dug in and they will stay

To rain bullets down on the waves of men running

Across no man's land the barrage said they're coming

Barbed wire post all across the landscape

The land is pockmarked by the shells sent to scathe

Many standard rounds and some rounds more sinister

With the gasses that fuse with the dust and air in turn

The dead start to sink into the mud

Becoming part of the earth

The dead many are lost just because

The constant shells will disturb

All the land in between both lines

Resembles something otherworldly

And all you can think if this is still earth

Then there's no hope for you surely

No hope

Let the spirits tell the tale

No hope

Let the spirits tell the tale

Let the spirits tell the story of the Somme

An offensive that's essential to the war that's far gone

Let the spirits tell the story of the Somme

Where many british pals met their end before long

This is for your country sign up for certain glory

This is what your told another part to the story

Signing up men enthusiastic at their best

But inexperienced at their worst will cause stress

The French are fighting valiantly at Verdun

German lines need to be distracted forced to turn

And that is where the British come in they'll attack

The believed vulnerable Somme position at that

But commanders they know the Germans long held this point

Their trenches and defenses well established so they won't

Be easy to take not without waves of men

They have to sacrifice to the dirt so they can win

The dead get pummeled and trampled by boots

By their friends and foes

The dead many are lost just because

The command really deemed it so

But this is war deep in the dark recesses

Is a battlefield desolate and cold

It somewhat resembles the earth but I don't know

How the soldiers will see it when they go

The living are fighting for inches of ground

That they'll have to pry from their enemy

The living have to live with images

That no man before has seen simply

Its horror its horror and as the days pass

The bodies will only pile up

This isn't earth this can only be hell

And its presence is announced by wailing shells

Wailing shells

Let the spirits tell the tale

Wailing shells

Let the spirits tell the tale

Spirits of The Somme

Spirits of The Somme

Spirits of The Somme

Spirits of The Somme

This battle the result is indecisive

A war never ending it would seem

Both sides fail at decisive victory

And both sides suffer endlessly

Millions of men are lost at the Somme

A name forever ringing somber

In war waged to end all wars

The spirits linger here even longer

Spirits of the Somme

Spirits of The Somme

Spirits of The Somme

Spirits of The Somme

Now from graves unknown

They appear still fighting valiantly

They appear to us with friends and foes

And they'll do so for an eternity

The grass may grow on this hills once again

But we must never forget

The spirits that are left at the somme

Still fighting from dawn to dusk

We will miss