The Latin One
๐ต 891 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:59 duration
๐ ID: 2793604
๐ Lyrics
Bent double like old beggars in sacks
Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags
Men marched on sleeping some without boots
Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
Of breaking gas shells
Dropping softly behind
But limped on bloodshod
All went lame all went blind
Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time
Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime
Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light
In all my dreaming before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
Choking guttering drowning
Put in a wagon he had to keep pace
As his eyes melt to his face
If you could hear blood
Gurgling from ruptured lungs
If you could witness
Vile sores on innocent tongues
You would not tell me
Not with such pride and such zest
The lies of history
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori
Some desperate glory
Pro patria mori
As witness disturbs the story
Pro patria mori
Stand firm boys breathe the glory
Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags
Men marched on sleeping some without boots
Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
Of breaking gas shells
Dropping softly behind
But limped on bloodshod
All went lame all went blind
Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time
Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime
Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light
In all my dreaming before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
Choking guttering drowning
Put in a wagon he had to keep pace
As his eyes melt to his face
If you could hear blood
Gurgling from ruptured lungs
If you could witness
Vile sores on innocent tongues
You would not tell me
Not with such pride and such zest
The lies of history
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori
Some desperate glory
Pro patria mori
As witness disturbs the story
Pro patria mori
Stand firm boys breathe the glory
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.53] Bent double like old beggars in sacks
[00:28.99] Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags
[00:31.99] Men marched on sleeping some without boots
[00:35.59] Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
[00:38.46] Of breaking gas shells
[00:40.46] Dropping softly behind
[00:43.83] But limped on bloodshod
[00:47.04] All went lame all went blind
[00:50.74] Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time
[00:54.62] Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime
[00:58.07] Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light
[01:01.68] In all my dreaming before my helpless sight
[01:05.00] He plunges at me
[01:07.24] Choking guttering drowning
[01:10.31] Put in a wagon he had to keep pace
[01:14.67] As his eyes melt to his face
[01:18.27] If you could hear blood
[02:01.07] Gurgling from ruptured lungs
[02:02.87] If you could witness
[02:04.33] Vile sores on innocent tongues
[02:05.80] You would not tell me
[02:07.83] Not with such pride and such zest
[02:09.30] The lies of history
[02:11.02] Dulce et decorum est
[02:13.23] Pro patria mori
[02:14.54] Some desperate glory
[02:17.84] Pro patria mori
[02:20.62] As witness disturbs the story
[02:23.77] Pro patria mori
[02:26.98] Stand firm boys breathe the glory
[02:46.36]
[00:28.99] Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags
[00:31.99] Men marched on sleeping some without boots
[00:35.59] Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
[00:38.46] Of breaking gas shells
[00:40.46] Dropping softly behind
[00:43.83] But limped on bloodshod
[00:47.04] All went lame all went blind
[00:50.74] Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time
[00:54.62] Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime
[00:58.07] Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light
[01:01.68] In all my dreaming before my helpless sight
[01:05.00] He plunges at me
[01:07.24] Choking guttering drowning
[01:10.31] Put in a wagon he had to keep pace
[01:14.67] As his eyes melt to his face
[01:18.27] If you could hear blood
[02:01.07] Gurgling from ruptured lungs
[02:02.87] If you could witness
[02:04.33] Vile sores on innocent tongues
[02:05.80] You would not tell me
[02:07.83] Not with such pride and such zest
[02:09.30] The lies of history
[02:11.02] Dulce et decorum est
[02:13.23] Pro patria mori
[02:14.54] Some desperate glory
[02:17.84] Pro patria mori
[02:20.62] As witness disturbs the story
[02:23.77] Pro patria mori
[02:26.98] Stand firm boys breathe the glory
[02:46.36]