(originally by Thin Lizzy)
At a point below zero
There's no place left to go
Six hundred unknown heroes
Were killed like sleeping buffalo
Through the devil's canyon
Across the battlefield
Death has no companion
The spirit's lost
There goes the bandolero
Through the hole in the wall
He's a coward but he doesn't care
Doesn't care if lives or if he dies
The general commanding
Defending what we feel
The troops they are depending
On reinforcements from the rear
If God is in his heaven
How come there's no heaven here?
In God's name, they used weapons
For the massacre
At a point below zero
The sun can see the land
Six hundred unknown heroes
Lay dead beneath the sand
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