Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines

A force deployed from overseas,
a war in foreign land await the eager recruits
And in their midst, among the men,
a soldier with a different past return to his roots

Into battle, the gas has them pinned
Then this soldier invoke the spirits of the wind

Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
Just another
Man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected

And on the fields of Passchendaele,
a guiding light for reinforcements finding their way
And in the Battle of the Scarpe,
bring ammo over no mans land and fire away

In the battle, the gas had them pinned
Pegahmagabow invoked the spirits of the wind

Under fire, a ghost that
Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
Just another
Man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected

Francis stayed and fought throughout the war, made his way until the end alive