Argonne Forest

Lyrics

Red memories of Ypres, so long ago Fiery troops left as smoldering embers Broken dreams, shattered like glass The edges still sharp to slash and dismember Wasted lives or noble ends? Innocent victims lay staring in wonder... Troubled minds go over the edge Fall to the ground, and are torn asunder Battle weary patriots, in the blood stained uniforms Trading death with the enemy, in the volleying cannon storms Noble lives with wasted ends Fates are controlled by impersonal friends Fragile lives, hang on delicate threads Woven through hell and cut short Charging towards, the battlefront, attacking under fire Injured soldiers in the aftermath, waiting in pain to die!