You'll take
my life
But I'll take
yours too
You'll fire
your musket
But I'll
run you through
So when you're waiting
for the next attack
You'd better
stand
There's no
turning back
The bugle sounds
and the charge begins
But on this
battlefield
No one wins
the smell of
Acrid smoke
and horses breath
As I plunge on into
certain death oh oh~
The horse he sweats
with fear
We break
to run
The mighty roar
of the Russian guns
And as we race towards
the human wall
The screams of pain
as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that
lay on the ground
And the Russians
fire another round
We get so near
yet so far away
We won't live to fight
another day oh oh~
We get so close
near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me
in his sights
He pulls the trigger
and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds
take my horse below
And as I lay there
gazing at the sky
My body's numb
and my throat is dry
And as I lay
forgotten and alone
Without a tear
I draw
My parting groan
oh oh~