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Credits
Vocals and backing vocals by Marit "Minniva" Børresen
Video arranged and edited by Marit Minniva Børresen
★Thanks to Quentin Cornet for collaborating and working on this track ! You can follow him here :
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https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9Ows5meej1jA8h9i2O8pvQ
★Thanks to Carl K. for stepping in on the choir, wonderful work! He is a songwriter and composer that I have great faith in. When he have music ready to share with us all, I will add his link here!
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A short man from Texas
A man of the wild
Thrown into combat
Where bodies lie piled
Hides his emotions
His blood's running cold
Just like his victories
His story unfolds
Bright
A white light
If there'd be
Any glory in war
Let it rest
On men like him
Who went to hell and came back
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldiers sleep
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back
A man of the 15th
A man of can do
Friends fall around him
And yet he came through
Let them fall face down
If they must die
Making it easier
To say goodbye
Bright
A white light
If there'd be
Any glory in war
Let it rest
On men like him
Who went to hell and came back
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldiers sleep
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back
Oh gather round me
And listen while I speak
Of a war
Where hell is six feet deep
And all along the shore
Where cannons still roar
They're haunting my dreams
They're still there when I sleep
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldiers sleep
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back
