Ghost Patrol

Too long a silence behind the lines
 Shambled for days in the rain
 Starving and hunted, struggle inside
 Chasers at our heels
 Pulse is rising, death breathes down the neck
 Cold shivers down the spine
 A suicide mission behind the back of God
 Forgotten at the mercy of fate
 We are the Ghost Patrol, brothers in arms
 We are the Ghost Patrol
 These fields grow from our blood
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 No rumbling gunfire, take a bearing to the West
 We might reach the frontline
 The countdown's begun, we are bleeding to death
 At the edge of a nameless grave
 Truce has fallen
 We're far away from home
 Is this the point of no return?
 How can we get back without firing a gun?
 We might give a reason for war
 We are the Ghost Patrol, brothers in arms
 We are the Ghost Patrol
 These fields grow from our blood
 We are the Ghost Patrol, brothers in arms
 We are the Ghost Patrol
 These fields grow from our blood
 Silently wandering
 Crawling through the enemy lines
 Face in the mud, we pray to god
 While they're swarming over
 Suddenly, I cannot hear the marching men or the hell on wheels
 Still, we are on their land they call the Paradise
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 We are the Ghost Patrol, brothers in arms
 We are the Ghost Patrol
 These fields grow from our blood
 We are the Ghost Patrol, brothers in arms
 We are the Ghost Patrol
 These fields grow from our blood