Axe's flash, broadsword's swing
Shining armor's piercing ring
Broken sword and cloven shield
Fallen men who would not yield
Drop of blood and gasp of breath,
Fight to keep each one from death
All the strength we have to give,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE LIVE?
Ugly slashes gaping wide
Poisoned arrow in the side
Twisted limb and broken bone
Faces bruised like mottled stone
Screams and cries that haunt our sleep
Wounds to make the strongest weep
Blood like water through a sieve --
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE LIVE?
Thread to stitch the opened vein
Alcohol to numb the pain
Linen strips for wrap or sling
Not enough of anything
This one's hopeless, at a glance
Turn to one who's got a chance
Pray the dead can still forgive --
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE LIVE?
Dawn has broke, the time has come
From outside hear the marching drum
Snatched from death, the wounded men
Rise to go and fight again
Drop of blood, gasp of breath,
Lady, keep each one from death
Just a little more to give,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE LIVE?
Axe's flash, broadsword's swing
Shining armor's piercing ring
Broken sword and cloven shield
Fallen men who would not yield
Drop of blood and gasp of breath,
Fight to keep each one from death
All the strength we have to give,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE LIVE?
How many of them can we make live?
How many of them will You let live?