Lyrics Antietam -

Antietam

Thanks be to war and our losses before
Thank God for mud and for rain
We’re anxious to fight and have Federals in sight
We’ll reward their transgressions with pain
We’ll strike at their home, and so northwards we roam
Singing «Dixie» with bellies full of rum
We’re hungry and proud, our rebel yells loud
On the banks of this place called Antietam
Once more unto the breach we go
Our brothers are now our foes
Our countrymen have lost their way
We’ll send them straight to Hell
I know that we can win the day
(Make them pay)
Thank God for this plight, that we may reunite
Our Union of equal-born men
At Capitol Hill, they exerted their will
But justice we must defend
When this is through, we know it to be true
That many won’t make it back home
Let history show what sacrifices we’ve known for this war
When the North stands alone
The field is reaped for harvest
Our fellows' blood soaks the ground
With every shot, more men are lost
Bodies all around
In the din of screams and gunfire
The scales are tipped so many times
Never was so little traded
For so many wasted lives
This morning, we were so proud
May our brothers forgive our sins
We have shed so much blood
But in the end, no one wins
Our dead now lay among us
We collect our fallen brethren
In grief we are united once again
A solemn truce between us
As silence fills the air
We’re all the same in the darkness of the night
The cornfield, the bloody lane
All shot down in ruin
So much death, nothing gained
But the way was paved for freedom
Twenty-two thousand souls
Illuminate this soil now
We all look back in horror
The gates of Hell had opened
At Antietam