A Ghost In The Trenches

Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines.

A force deployed from overseas
A war in foreign land await the eager recruits
And in their midst, among the men
A soldier with a different past return to his roots.

Into battle, the gas has them pinned
Then this soldier invoke the spirits of the wind.

Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected.

And on the fields of Passchendaele
A guiding light for reinforcements finding their way
And in the Battle of the Scarpe
Bring ammo over no man's land and fire away.

In the battle, the gas had them pinned
Pegahmagabow
I invoked the spirits of the wind.

Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
Move between the lines
A soldier breaking the confines.

Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected.

Under fire, a ghost that...
Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
Just another man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected.

Francis stayed and fought throughout the war, made his way until the end alive.