Catch a fleeting glimpse then be on your way   Oh the end is near if you choose to stay   This forsaken land torn by grief and strife   No it's not worth the value of your life      [Chorus:]      The smell of death lingers in the air   Bloodstained bodies scattered everywhere   In the distance thunder in the sky   See the sorrow, hear the battlecry, battlecry      The carnage races on well into the night   As the sun creeps up we see the morning light   On the battlefield the tragedy of dawn   Through the crimson tide we still carry on      [Chorus]