Ghost Patrol کے بول

Too long a silence behind the lines Shambled for days in the rain Starving and hunted Struggle inside Chasers are 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 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 can not hear the marching men Or the hell on wheels Still we are on their land They call the paradise 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