Time marches on
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Constant chill deep inside
Now they see what will be blinded eyes to see
Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray
For whom the bell tolls
He hears the silence so loud
For whom the bell tolls
Make his fight on the hills in the early day
Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery
It is the last time he will
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky
[Incomprehensible] wounds test their pride
For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know
Songwriters: Clifford Lee Burton, James Alan Hetfield, Lars Ulrich
On they fight for their right, yes, but who's to say?
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Gone insane from the pain and they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die