| 作词 : Campbell, Dee, Lemmy | |
| Where do all the dead men go | |
| From the battlefields? | |
| Where are their exploded bones | |
| Their useless swords and shields? | |
| In the hall of ancient gods | |
| Are they now at piece | |
| Or are they fighting evermore | |
| To earn their last release? | |
| Midgard, Heaven, kingdom come | |
| Are they all the same | |
| Fallen heroes warriors | |
| The valiant the slain | |
| Did they believe or did they die in vain? | |
| Immortal dead, fathers and sons | |
| When all is said and all is done | |
| Running for your life, dying for the cause | |
| Pawns in the game, voices from the war | |
| The men they march away to fight | |
| Their fate is never clean | |
| They never all come home again | |
| To tell of what they've seen | |
| In the battles bloody fury | |
| Is the verdict just? | |
| Executioner, judge and jury | |
| Forgotten in the dust | |
| Valhalla happy hunting ground | |
| Are they all the same | |
| Fallen heroes, warriors the valiant the slain | |
| Did they believe or did they die ashamed? | |
| Immortal dead, brothers and sons | |
| All is said, all is done | |
| Fighting to the death | |
| What did they do it for? | |
| Soldiers of the cross | |
| Voices from the war | |
| The battlefields are silent now | |
| The graves all look the same | |
| The crosses without number | |
| And so many without names | |
| In the battles misery | |
| Drowned in blood and fear | |
| A hundred hundred thousand | |
| For a hundred thousand years | |
| Are they in a better place | |
| Or do they lie unclaimed | |
| The heroes, the deserters, the cowardly, the shamed | |
| Did they know or did they die insane? | |
| Mourn for the lost | |
| Stolen from their lives | |
| Gone before their time | |
| No chance to say goodbye | |
| Fighting to the death | |
| How could they be so sure? | |
| Voices from the grave | |
| Voices from the war |
| zuo ci : Campbell, Dee, Lemmy | |
| Where do all the dead men go | |
| From the battlefields? | |
| Where are their exploded bones | |
| Their useless swords and shields? | |
| In the hall of ancient gods | |
| Are they now at piece | |
| Or are they fighting evermore | |
| To earn their last release? | |
| Midgard, Heaven, kingdom come | |
| Are they all the same | |
| Fallen heroes warriors | |
| The valiant the slain | |
| Did they believe or did they die in vain? | |
| Immortal dead, fathers and sons | |
| When all is said and all is done | |
| Running for your life, dying for the cause | |
| Pawns in the game, voices from the war | |
| The men they march away to fight | |
| Their fate is never clean | |
| They never all come home again | |
| To tell of what they' ve seen | |
| In the battles bloody fury | |
| Is the verdict just? | |
| Executioner, judge and jury | |
| Forgotten in the dust | |
| Valhalla happy hunting ground | |
| Are they all the same | |
| Fallen heroes, warriors the valiant the slain | |
| Did they believe or did they die ashamed? | |
| Immortal dead, brothers and sons | |
| All is said, all is done | |
| Fighting to the death | |
| What did they do it for? | |
| Soldiers of the cross | |
| Voices from the war | |
| The battlefields are silent now | |
| The graves all look the same | |
| The crosses without number | |
| And so many without names | |
| In the battles misery | |
| Drowned in blood and fear | |
| A hundred hundred thousand | |
| For a hundred thousand years | |
| Are they in a better place | |
| Or do they lie unclaimed | |
| The heroes, the deserters, the cowardly, the shamed | |
| Did they know or did they die insane? | |
| Mourn for the lost | |
| Stolen from their lives | |
| Gone before their time | |
| No chance to say goodbye | |
| Fighting to the death | |
| How could they be so sure? | |
| Voices from the grave | |
| Voices from the war |
| zuò cí : Campbell, Dee, Lemmy | |
| Where do all the dead men go | |
| From the battlefields? | |
| Where are their exploded bones | |
| Their useless swords and shields? | |
| In the hall of ancient gods | |
| Are they now at piece | |
| Or are they fighting evermore | |
| To earn their last release? | |
| Midgard, Heaven, kingdom come | |
| Are they all the same | |
| Fallen heroes warriors | |
| The valiant the slain | |
| Did they believe or did they die in vain? | |
| Immortal dead, fathers and sons | |
| When all is said and all is done | |
| Running for your life, dying for the cause | |
| Pawns in the game, voices from the war | |
| The men they march away to fight | |
| Their fate is never clean | |
| They never all come home again | |
| To tell of what they' ve seen | |
| In the battles bloody fury | |
| Is the verdict just? | |
| Executioner, judge and jury | |
| Forgotten in the dust | |
| Valhalla happy hunting ground | |
| Are they all the same | |
| Fallen heroes, warriors the valiant the slain | |
| Did they believe or did they die ashamed? | |
| Immortal dead, brothers and sons | |
| All is said, all is done | |
| Fighting to the death | |
| What did they do it for? | |
| Soldiers of the cross | |
| Voices from the war | |
| The battlefields are silent now | |
| The graves all look the same | |
| The crosses without number | |
| And so many without names | |
| In the battles misery | |
| Drowned in blood and fear | |
| A hundred hundred thousand | |
| For a hundred thousand years | |
| Are they in a better place | |
| Or do they lie unclaimed | |
| The heroes, the deserters, the cowardly, the shamed | |
| Did they know or did they die insane? | |
| Mourn for the lost | |
| Stolen from their lives | |
| Gone before their time | |
| No chance to say goodbye | |
| Fighting to the death | |
| How could they be so sure? | |
| Voices from the grave | |
| Voices from the war |