This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
In the gloom, the gathering storm abates
In the ships, gimlet eyes await
The call to arms to hammer at the gates
To blow them wide throw evil to its fate
All summers long, the drills to build the machine
To turn men from flesh and blood to steel
From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach
From summer sands to Armageddon's reach
Overlord, your master not your God
The enemy coast dawning grey with scud
These wretched souls, puking, shaking fear
To take a bullet for those who sent them here
The world's alight
The cliffs erupt in flame
No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains
Drowning men no chance for a warrior's fate
A choking death, enter Hell's gates
Sliding we go
Only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide
Oh, the water is red
With the blood of the dead
Oh, but I'm still alive
Pray to God I survive
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
The rising dead, faces bloated torn
They are relieved, the living wait their turn
Your number's up, the bullet's got your name
You still go on, to Hell and back again
Valhalla waits
Valkyries rise and fall
The warrior tombs, lie open for us all
A ghostly hand reaches through the veil
Blood and sand, we will prevail
Sliding we go
Only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide
Oh, the water is red
With the blood of the dead
But I'm still alive
Pray to God I survive
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
In the ships, gimlet eyes await
The call to arms to hammer at the gates
To blow them wide throw evil to its fate
All summers long, the drills to build the machine
To turn men from flesh and blood to steel
From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach
From summer sands to Armageddon's reach
Overlord, your master not your God
The enemy coast dawning grey with scud
These wretched souls, puking, shaking fear
To take a bullet for those who sent them here
The world's alight
The cliffs erupt in flame
No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains
Drowning men no chance for a warrior's fate
A choking death, enter Hell's gates
Sliding we go
Only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide
Oh, the water is red
With the blood of the dead
Oh, but I'm still alive
Pray to God I survive
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
The rising dead, faces bloated torn
They are relieved, the living wait their turn
Your number's up, the bullet's got your name
You still go on, to Hell and back again
Valhalla waits
Valkyries rise and fall
The warrior tombs, lie open for us all
A ghostly hand reaches through the veil
Blood and sand, we will prevail
Sliding we go
Only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide
Oh, the water is red
With the blood of the dead
But I'm still alive
Pray to God I survive
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
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Awesome song. It really speaks to the horrors and the sacrifices of the soldiers in the wars. They are taking bullets for the people who sent them there. It's as if the politicians who send the soldiers to war are using them as a renewable resource, replacing them with new ones as they get killed. As Bruce said it: War is bullshit.