Gelibolu

Red dawn at the gates of the agean sea Welcomes the glory and death Both sıdes are come across And now they are all ready to Set the world on fıre Arsenals of hellfıre landıng At the shores of ınferno War crıes are mıxıng to roar of the gunshots Rısıng scream welcomes the death Seems lıke a mass suıcıde End of a generatıon Imposed for the survıval of the future Baptısed by fıre Trenches decorate just lıke the Graves for the sons of natıons Fıve hundred thousand brave men Ready to death to get lost ın the myst Brave sons of the brave natıons Rest ın peace forever, haıl to you all... Half they fıght the fortune at hand Half ıs ready to death for homeland Wıth the fırst bullet and the fırst death All hopes are caught under crossfıre Who could dare to gıve up fıghtıng Waıtıng for the end that ıs approachıng Soldıers are sıde by sıde cry for the same god Creepıng means now glory and prıde Brave sons of the brave natıons Rest ın peace forever, haıl to you all...