No Atheists On Battlefields

[Verse] Ghostly whispers through the midnight chill, Thoughts are lost, silence still, Trapped in foxholes, holding tight, Fear and prayers in the dead of night. [Verse 2] Fallen brothers, names etched in stone, Mumbled prayers all left alone, Dust and dirt, the battles wage, Life's turned chapters, another tragic page. [Chorus] No atheists to be found in times like these Where shadows loom, and echoes cry, war's dark tomb, Unseen faces of brothers and friends , Ghosts of the battlefield, forevermore. [Verse 3] Hope shatters, crumbling dreams, Foxhole fears, muted screams, Courage torn, spirits weep, Innocence 's end, secrets deep. [guitar solo] [Bridge] Years pass, wounds still bleed, Memories planted, sorrow's seed, Mumbled prayers float on the breeze, Longing for just one moment of fleeting peace.