Verse
Dear brother, you would not believe
What these killing fields, force my eyes to see
From a snipers post, with a trembling hand
Put a bullet in to another man
Watch the crimson bloom, on his uniform
Billow like a cloud, ?till his life was gone
The killers stain heavy on me now
Fix my bayonet for the final hour
When that whistle blows, its mournful sound
Will deliver me to the hungry mouth
Of the howling hounds of hell
Bridge
Verse
When the snowball comes, the recruitment drive
Don?t let your heart swell up, with unfounded pride
For a distant King, you?d be fighting for
Lay you down to waste, on a distant shore
The killers stain heavy on me now
Fix my bayonet for the final hour
When that whistle blows, its mournful sound
Will deliver me to the hungry mouth
Of the howling hounds of hell
Coda - repeat until fade