The 11th Hour - God Dethroned

Whatever the cost

Cessation of hostilities

Paid for in blood

The night was frigid

Shrouded in drizzle and fog

As the marines tried to find their

Way in the gloom

Nothing was visible but the flash

Of enemy guns

Pierced with bullets they dropped

To the ground

After four long years

The end is near

A war of attrition

The war to end all wars

Defeat a defeated army

Whatever the cost

Cessation of hostilities

Paid for in blood

On the 11th hour of the 11th day

Of the 11th month

Peace was signed that day

After four long years

The end is near

A war of attrition

The war to end all wars