Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crucifix Corner, artist - Fish. Album song A Feast of Consequences, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 03.09.2013
Record label: Derek W Dick
Song language: English
Crucifix Corner |
In the cornfields speckled poppies glow in a twilight, moving shadows, |
From the High Wood the reaper walks, a harvest to be gathered, |
The skylark’s solo fateful cry, the hares alert now scattered, |
The pheasant raised by beating drumsin a field prepared for battle |
The orders raised at crack of dawn, the regiment madeready then stood the day |
beneath a sun, impatient for their calling, |
And now’s the time and now’s the hourand now’s the chance for glory |
The clarion call, the bugles sentthe lancers from Crucifix Corner |
The melody of pounding hooves, their harnesses a jangling, and up the line the |
squadrons movea dark parade assembling |
Light horse crossing heavy ground, trembling trepidation, the steaming flanks |
the nervous hearts require no moremotivation, fleeting prayers by Crucifix |
Corner. |
Where spent men rise and the wounded cheer at the sightof their salvation, |
The hopes and prayers for the breakthroughpromised this conflict will soon be |
over |
Leaping hedges, rusting broken wire, through a maze of desperate trenches, |
all around the world explodesas the barrage gains momentum |
Shells gouge dark the golden fields, fresh graves formed in craters; |
the shrapnel’s jagged deadly thornstear troopers from their chargers |
Through this wall of smoke and flamethis lethal iron curtain, to gain the slope, |
the woods beyond, where hunting will be certain |
I’ve seen you through these bloody daysand I’ll see you through another, |
I promise you we will meet againin the shade of crucifix corner. |
Like game that’s flushed from standing cornexposed now in the open, |
driven on a tide of fear, outrun, the ranks are broken |
Some are stuck with piercing lance others slashed by sabre, a primal fear |
engulfs this ancient terror, chill surrender |
And now’s the time and now’s the hourand now’s the chance for glory |
We’ll carry the field and the ridge beyondand break these lines before us |
We’ll charge into the open groundto the valleys barely yonder |
They’ll remember when we took the daywhen we passed through Crucifix Corner |
And then the darkness stole the day |
Our hopes were dashed the charge was broken |
Those who survived returned to Crucifix Corner |
In the cornfields ripening corpsessweet in a sunrise moving shadows, |
From the High Wood the reaper walkedto a harvest duly gathered, |
The skylark’s solo mournful cryabove spirits torn and tattered, |
In a new dawn the whistle blowson a field preparedfor battle |