LYRIC
When Cannons Fade
Into the eighth offensive
Frontline reformed
Artillery that never ceased
In overtures of war
… When cannons fade
Now the guns are silenced
End of hell storm
The final argument of kings
All earth transformed
… When cannons fade
As the silence grows
Steadily replacing
The resonance of thunder
Deep in the soul
Conscience still remains
Horror – amongst the flames
Ashes keep on falling
I close my eyes
And even now
The distant memory remains
Of the last laments
To be played
(When cannons fade)
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