Ария - Прощай, Норфолк!

Eagles in heaven they are fighting for.
Earth is too small for all nations at war.
Summer heat all have seen.
Germans dragged into the trenches who died,
British like lions were rushing to fight
At the 1915.


Farewell, Norfolk!
For royal honor we will die.
Farewell, Norfolk!
We're hardly going to the sky.

Spit in back, shot in the corpus –
Jackal bless your dust.
Glory is not warm the corpses,
Whoever of it does.
British blood pump in the veins
As electric pulse.
And today the Death will reign,
God bless all of us!


The Norfolk regiment lost in the hills.
All prаys аnd swеаring are frееzе on the teeth.
The horizon so grim.
Very strange cloud covered corps in the end.
No ringing steel and nor sounds of commands.
What a terrible dream!


Farewell, Norfolk!
For royal honor we will die.
Farewell, Norfolk!
We're hardly going to the sky.

And the brightest shot of fire
Rise above the pass.
And the night froze of that pyre
On its wounds at last.
Hellish laugh is gnashing loud,
Nest of the black snakes.
That scum turned into a cloud.
Pray our souls to take!


In the wild gorge the murk pulsing with shine.
Breath in the air drawing some pagan sign.
Corps is doomed at that year.
The cloud slowly rose up very high
Burned by yell of angry stars in the sky –
Newly clear in the sphere.


Farewell, Norfolk!
For royal honor we will die.
Farewell, Norfolk!
We're hardly going to the sky.

Bloody raining in the same night
Over Norfolk town.
Many walls were burning when white
Lightning strikes the ground.
Blackened dust and dark wind blowing,
People had all fall.
The Apocalypse is going,
May God bless you all!

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The lyrics inspired by story that happened of the 1/5th Battalion Norfolk Regiment on 12th August 1915, during World War One. The song tells of the mythical disappearance of a battalion.