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Kingdom Of The Cross

 

Kingdom Of The Cross

(album: Battering Ram - 2015)


What is this place across the field
Where poppies stretch and sway
In Flanders days of war are gone
But memories will remain
Comrades of their different codes came to fight and die
From all sides they stood and fought and fell beneath the sky
Where is this land where I am now
A million spirits cry
A generation loved and lost
Never asking why
It didn't matter you told to the general, it's how you died
But to your families at home you were heroes side by side
The unknown soldier never known
A cross to mark your grave
But we remember what you did
In our hearts you will remain
Where is this land where I am now
A million spirits cry
A generation loved and lost
Never asking why

So wave the flags and say goodbye
To a generation lost
They are marching out to history
To the kingdom
The kingdom of the cross

A cross the psalm and Flanders lay
A generation gone
Came to fight the war of the wars
The father and the son
Marching band cheer of joy
Sent you on your way
To face the brooding battle fields
And lives just thrown away
An inch of ground was heavy won and lost
Too much a price to pay
Young man lost
Their future gone
That's all there is to say

So save the flags and say goodbye
To a generation lost
They are marching into history
To the kingdom
The kingdom of the cross

The paper said you'd all be home for Christmas
But politicians sang their battle hymn
Soon the bones will start the slaughter
And end of innocence will begin
There is no one left that made it home
Their lives will see no more
Gone to meet their fallen friends
In Flanders fields of war

In the kingdom of the cross
Another generation gone
Remember they were men like us
Remember everyone
So wave your flags and say goodbye
To a generation lost
They are marching into history
To the slaughter and the loss
Remember...
A generation lost
They are marching out
Together
To the kingdom...
To the kingdom... of... the cross (cross)

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