Hold the Line

Music and Lyrics 2001 by Terence Chua
MP3 file (approx 5.7 MB)


The night is slowly fading and the morning's coming fast
There's a hundred thousand men who want us dead beyond that hill
You can almost see the glint of rifle barrels through the grass
They'll soon be charging, baying for the kill

We are all that stands between them and the end of all we know
There will be no quarter given - there's no turning back this time
We must hold the enemy until our reinforcements show
So hold the line, my boys, just hold the line

You and I have fought together, many lifetimes, many lands
On Athens' plains, at Waterloo, in Flanders' fields so fine
Anyone can wield a weapon - the real test is if he stands
So hold the line, my boys, just hold the line

We may be nameless soldiers marching countless battlefields
But the places we have struggled hold our memories like a shrine
Our voice will ring across the years, the sound of steel on steel
So hold the line, my boys, just hold the line

I can see them now advancing - a remorseless endless tide
The orders to make ready echo up and down the line
Just raise your weapons higher and await the call to fire
And hold the line, my boys, just hold the line

Just hold the line, my boys, just hold the line



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