Cliff Burton, God among Gods…
Artist: Metallica
Album: Ride the Lightning
Year: 1984
Lyrics:
Make his fight
On the hill
In the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun
On they run
Through the endless grey
On the fight,
For they are right
Yes, but who’s to say?
For a hill
Men would kill
Why? They do not know
Stiffened wounds
test there their pride
Men of five
Still alive
Through the raging glow
Gone insane
From the pain
That they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look
To the sky
Just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar
Massive roar
Fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal
Fills his soul
With a ruthless cry
Stranger now
Are his eyes
To this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn
All is gone
Except the will to be
Now they see
What will be
Blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
