II. Trenches Lyrics

Ecstasy, your revelry

Has found me where I'm not to be

I'm lonely here

Still lonely here

Bleeding heart, you're not my friend

Had I known that in the end

Was tilted time

I'd have taken time

Stop, man down in the trenches

He was holding back the flood

And now he's a hero, he's a martyr, he's a saint

We put his body with the sandbags in the wall

Look now how he's still useful when he's dead

This night will prove if we are soldiers, it will show

Come down on the bloody breast and on the beaten brow

Take up your arms and bid the fallen men to stand

What can I do? I am lying in a grave

Promises, I'm sick of you

And all the things you put me through

I think you lied

How could you lie

Hope, what's left to say

I think we've parted ways

I'll be fine right here

Stop, man down in the trenches

He was holding back the flood

And now he's a hero, he's a martyr, he's a saint

We put his body with the sandbags in the wall

Look now how he's still useful when he's dead

This night will prove if we are soldiers, it will show

Come down on the bloody breast and on the beaten brow

Take up your arms and bid the fallen men to stand

What can I do? I am lying in a grave

Close your eyes

And count to ten

You will find me in the end