As we have VE day on Friday and then Liberation day on Saturday, I've dug one from the back catalogue today, from 14th November 2006, but still appropriate as we remember the legacy of World War II.
The Price of Victory
Desert sand, parched, thirsty days
Bombs, ambushes, the dying ways
Here is the scorpion out at night
Cold is the earth, the dying light.
Missile striking metal, ships sink
This is the bitter cup many drink
Southern seas and island landing
Cold is the earth, few left standing.
Sea breaks on sand, a beach head
Made of blood and bravery dead
Bullets flying, guns blazing out
Cold is the earth, a dead redoubt
Tears of war, falling on the ground
Rain weeps softly, falling all around
Barbed wire, trenches, mist falling
Cold is the earth, cold is the dying.
Small boats creeping in rocky bay
Marching to take town, and today
There will be battle in the heart
Cold is the earth, a bullets part.
Here are the years rolling past
So many wars, so long they last
Remembrance of much despair
Cold is the earth, deaths so dear.
Desert sand, parched, thirsty days
Bombs, ambushes, the dying ways
Here is the scorpion out at night
Cold is the earth, the dying light.
Missile striking metal, ships sink
This is the bitter cup many drink
Southern seas and island landing
Cold is the earth, few left standing.
Sea breaks on sand, a beach head
Made of blood and bravery dead
Bullets flying, guns blazing out
Cold is the earth, a dead redoubt
Tears of war, falling on the ground
Rain weeps softly, falling all around
Barbed wire, trenches, mist falling
Cold is the earth, cold is the dying.
Small boats creeping in rocky bay
Marching to take town, and today
There will be battle in the heart
Cold is the earth, a bullets part.
Here are the years rolling past
So many wars, so long they last
Remembrance of much despair
Cold is the earth, deaths so dear.
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