SONG: FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS (HETFIELD, ULRICH, BURTON)

                            MAKE HIS FIGHT ON THE HILL IN THE EARLY DAY
                            CONSTANT CHILL DEEP INSIDE
                            SHOUTING GUN, ON THEY RUN THROUGH THE ENDLESS GREY
                            ON THEY FIGHT, FOR THEY ARE RIGHT, YES, BUT WHO'S TO SAY?
                            FOR A HILL MEN WOULD KILL, WHY? THEY DO NOT KNOW
                            SUFFERED WOUNDS TEST THEIR PRIDE
                            MEN OF FIVE, STILL ALIVE THROUGHTHE RAGING GLOW
                            GONE INSANE FROM THE PAIN THAT THEY SURELY KNOW

                              FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
                              TIME MARCHES ON
                              FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS

                            TAKE A LOOK TO THE SKY JUST BEFORE YOU DIE
                            IT IS THE LAST TIME HE WILL
                            BLACKENED ROAR MASSIVE ROAR FILLS THE CRUMBLING SKY
                            SHATTERED GOAL FILLS HIS SOUL WITH A RUTHLESS CRY
                            STRANGER NOW, ARE HIS EYES, TO THIS MYSTERY
                            HE HEARS THEY SILENCE SO LOUD
                            CRACK OF DAWN, ALL IS GONE EXEPT THE WILL TO BE
                            NOW THEY SEE WHAT WILL BE, BLINDED EYES TO SEE

                              FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
                              TIME MARCHES ON
                              FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS

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