Текст песни Iced Earth - The Devil to Pay (July 1st, 1863)

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Glorious Burden - 2004 In July 1863 A nation torn in tragedy A trick of fate, two great armies merge Gods of war at Gettysburg Devastation lies ahead 50,000 bodies litter the land Hell rages three full days The reaper sows, there's the devil to pay The pressure's on and the reb's attack The yanks must hold, They can't fall back Just two brigades, 2000 strong Against 20,000 they can't hold long General Reynolds makes his way Expect no mercy from the iron brigade Until he shows they're on their own But Buford's men have a will of stone Bayonets gleam in the morning sun Smoke and fire belching from their guns Another volley and again they strike Thousands more comin' down Chambersburg pike This tragedy and what it brings All the devastation (The reaper has his way) Men will kill, Blood will spill To preserve the nation (There's the devil to pay) South of town down the Emmitsburg road The first corps are starting to show For Buford's men, they're here just in time The desperate need to strengthen the line Bodies dropping the blue and the grey Muskets fire and cannon blaze The union fights defending the town But they're outnumbered and losing ground From the north and the west more rebels arrive Thousands more and the fight multiplies McPhearson's ridge and the black hats strike A rebel sharpshooter takes Reynolds life This tragedy and what it brings All the devastation (The reaper has his way) Men will kill, Blood will spill To preserve the nation (There's the devil to pay) Attack! Attack! General Lee gives command They're overwhelmed, The situation demands The federals retreat and rush out of town But they have fortified and saved the high ground The day ends in victory for the south Lee's as convinced as God's will is profound They are invincible and their cause is just But Longstreet is cautious and lacking in trust Across the way the union digs in The round tops, Cemetery Ridge and out to Culps Hill Their lines are strong, no denying they'll stay When the confederates strike There'll be the devil to pay This tragedy and what it brings All the devastation (The reaper has his way) Men will kill, Blood will spill To preserve the nation (There's the devil to pay)

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