Fighting men rise out of the past
Their commander's word was the last
No big deal
Their fate is already sealed
They died while the cameras were taking exposures
They carried their banners
Like good Christian soldiers
Burning
On the Lake of Fire
Burning
On the Lake of Fire
John Wayne needs a cavalry charge
Sad Sack Elvis strums on a fat guitar
Bound for glory
Larger than life in a Technicolor story
Flames and explosions they bore you and me
The living room's warm
It's just the war movie
Burning
On the Lake of Fire
Burning
On the Lake of Fire
Machine guns ready men wade across a field
Pause for a drunkard's fragment of clarity
Wounded on stretchers
A little child running, a G.I. trying to catch her
No smell of carnage it's news on T.V.
When the butchery's over
We write the history
Burning
On the Lake of Fire
Burning
On the Lake of Fire