The Longest Night Lyrics - Asia

"What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? 

only the monstrous anger of the guns. 

Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle 

Can patter out their hasty orisons. 

No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; 

nor any voice of mourning save the choirs. 

The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells. 

And bugles calling for them from sad shires." 

(Wilfred Owen, 1918) 

Now the day has run 

When the cover comes 

But any fool can see 

Ahead 

Silence is my friend 

But it has to end 

Any fool can see 

Ahead 

It's the longest night 

It's the longest night 

Cold winds may blow 

On the longest night 

So we write our letters 

To those far away 

Any fool can see 

Ahead 

The distant sound of thunder 

A choir of wailing shells 

Any fool can see 

Ahead 

It's the longest night 

It's the longest night 

Cold winds may blow 

On the longest night 

I don't want to fight 

I don't know who's right 

Cold winds they blow 

On this longest night 

It's the longest night 

It's the longest night 

Cold winds may blow 

On this longest night