Текст песни
Step, step, the drum beats hollow
Mud and ash are all we follow
Steel grows red and hearts grow numb
We march till the silence comes
Snow on the helms, frost on the breath
Years turn slow in the arms of death
Home's a word we used to say
But time has worn it clean away
Left, right, through rain and bone
The road is ours and ours alone
Wives and children, names and tears
All fade soft through the marching years
Once we dreamed of gold and fame
Now we march without a name
The songs we sang are cold and spare
Only the wind remembers where
Left, right, through rain and bone
The road is ours and ours alone
Wives and children, names and tears
All fade soft through the marching years
Drum like thunder, heart like stone
The sun's long set, we march alone
No flags remain, no king to serve
Only the march, the drum, the nerve
Step, step, till the stars grow dim
The world forgets, but we still hymn
For war's a god that eats his own
And none return to call it home