Franz Ferdinand
The mud is cold, my feet are wet
I run for cover and try to catch my breath
You can't grab your chance while letting it pass you
Dead as dirt as they build you a statue
The skies are dark, and the colors are pale
All is quiet as my vision fails
You can't grab your chance while letting it pass you
Everything burns, nothing has value
They will call it an epic failure
300 000 men died for the sailors
400 000 men died for the angels
Wilhelm and his invaders
Caught between the old and the new
The last to lose and the happy few
The bullets are passing through the animals
Everything burns, nothing has value
They wrote it down in Versailles
But do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
Did you really believe that this war would end the wars
They will call it an epic failure
500 000 men died for the labor
600 000 men died for the acres
Nicholas and Anastasia
They will call it an epic failure
500 000 men died for the labor
600 000 men died for the acres
Nicholas and Anastasia
Franz Ferdinand, Franz Ferdinand
How could you understand
14 million people would perish by their unforgiving hands
Their unforgiving hands!
They will call it an epic failure
800 000 men died for the savior
900 000 men died for the maker
George and the faithful
They will call it an epic failure
800 000 men died for the savior
900 000 men died for the maker
The war of the ages
I run for cover and try to catch my breath
You can't grab your chance while letting it pass you
Dead as dirt as they build you a statue
The skies are dark, and the colors are pale
All is quiet as my vision fails
You can't grab your chance while letting it pass you
Everything burns, nothing has value
They will call it an epic failure
300 000 men died for the sailors
400 000 men died for the angels
Wilhelm and his invaders
Caught between the old and the new
The last to lose and the happy few
The bullets are passing through the animals
Everything burns, nothing has value
They wrote it down in Versailles
But do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
Did you really believe that this war would end the wars
They will call it an epic failure
500 000 men died for the labor
600 000 men died for the acres
Nicholas and Anastasia
They will call it an epic failure
500 000 men died for the labor
600 000 men died for the acres
Nicholas and Anastasia
Franz Ferdinand, Franz Ferdinand
How could you understand
14 million people would perish by their unforgiving hands
Their unforgiving hands!
They will call it an epic failure
800 000 men died for the savior
900 000 men died for the maker
George and the faithful
They will call it an epic failure
800 000 men died for the savior
900 000 men died for the maker
The war of the ages
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Writer(s): Kjell Martin Trondsen
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