Fish - Crucifix Corner

In the cornfields speckled poppies glow
In a twilight, moving shadows
From the High Wood the reaper walks
A harvest to be gathered
The skylark's solo fateful cry
The hares alert now scattered
The pheasant raised by beating drums
In a field prepared for battle

The orders raised at crack of dawn
The regiment made ready
Then stood the day beneath a sun
Impatient for their calling
And now's the time and now's the hour
And now's the chance for glory
The clarion call, the bugles sent
The lancers from Crucifix Corner

The melody of pounding hooves
Their harnesses a jangling
And up the line the squadrons move
A dark parade assembling
Light horse crossing heavy ground
Trembling trepidation
The steaming flanks, the nervous hearts
Require no more motivation

They thread their way cross valley floors
Through shell holes and the fallen
Impending threats their sabres drawn
Fleeting prayers by Crucifix Corner
Where spent men rise and the wounded cheer
At the sight of their salvation
The hopes and prayers for the breakthrough promised
This conflict will soon be over

Leaping hedges, rusting broken wire
Through a maze of desperate trenches
All around the world explodes
As the barrage gains momentum

Shells gouge dark the golden fields
Fresh graves are formed in craters
The shrapnel's jagged deadly thorns
Tear troopers from their chargers
Through this wall of smoke and flame
This lethal iron curtain
To gain the slope, the woods beyond
Where hunting will be certain

I've seen you through these bloody days
And I'll see you through another
I promise you we will meet again
In the shade of Crucifix Corner

Like game that's flushed from standing corn
Exposed now in the open
Driven on a tide of fear
Outrun, the ranks are broken
Some are stuck with piercing lance
Others slashed by sabre
A primal fear engulfs
This ancient terror, chill surrender

And now's the time and now's the hour
And now's the chance for glory
We'll carry the field and the ridge beyond
And break these lines before us
We'll charge into the open ground
To the valleys barely yonder
They'll remember when we took the day
When we passed through Crucifix Corner

And then the darkness stole the day
Our hopes were dashed, the charge was broken
Those who survived returned to Crucifix Corner
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In the cornfields ripening corpses sweet
In a sunrise moving shadows
From the High Wood the reaper walked
To a harvest duly gathered
The skylark's solo mournful cry
Above spirits torn and tattered
In a new dawn the whistle blows
On a field prepared for battle