The Trooper - The Hu

[04:11.0]You’ll take my life, but I’ll take yours too
[04:11.0]You’ll fire your musket, but I’ll run you through
[04:11.0]So when you’re waiting for the next attack
[04:11.0]You’d better stand, there’s no turning back
[04:11.0]The bugle sounds, the charge begins
[04:11.0]But on this battlefield, no one wins
[04:11.0]The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
[04:11.0]As I plunge on into certain death
[04:11.0]The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
[04:11.0]The mighty roar of the Russian guns
[04:11.0]And as we race towards the human wall
[04:11.0]The screams of pain as my comrades fall
[04:11.0]We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
[04:11.0]And the Russians fire another round
[04:11.0]We get so near, yet so far away
[04:11.0]We won’t live to fight another day
[04:11.0]We get so close, near enough to fight
[04:11.0]When a Russian gets me in his sights
[04:11.0]He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
[04:11.0]A burst of rounds takes my horse below
[04:11.0]And as I lay there gazing at the sky
[04:11.0]My body’s numb and my throat is dry
[04:11.0]And as I lay forgotten and alone
[04:11.0]Without a tear, I draw my parting groan