Through Out The Field, Death Tolls

The silence of the soldiers is unbearable
For you can hear their fear screaming
In your mind you know blood shall be shed
Through out the field, death tolls

March into your rows and lines
Load your guns and stand your ground
They'll fight with swords and bows

Through out the field, death tolls

"On my order!" General screams

He continues "AIM, FIRE!"

Off goes the guns shots, and down goes the men.

Through out the field, death tolls

The samurai retreat behind the yellow grassed hills
Pulling back flamed arrows, then set the ground a blaze

Burning the fire armed men, Burning them to death

Through out the field, death tolls

Hours of battle, blood and pain

The last man falls to the ground

With his knife inside of him, his honor not damaged 

Through out this field death has tolled