The Great Battle Songtext
von Appalachian Winter

Over three days′ time
My mountains, my beautiful mountains
Beheld immeasurable horror

When men came to slaughter men
My mountains beheld this
When souls come to ashes
And Death's roar loudens
Life reduces to the value of lead


When men came
The world beheld the slaughter
In my beautiful mountains

When men came upon these fields
Humanity darkened
Old eventualities bore old mountains
In their witness

When Death′s roar loudens
The last moments of men
Are borne in wrath, fear and shock


Better of ten thousand
Spilled all their blood
And my beautiful mountains
Became a place of horror