Battle hymns for the broken
Battle hymns for the misled
Battle hymns for the wretched
The forgotten and the dead
Battle hymns of redemption
Battle hymns we will be singing
At the turning of the tide
Battle hymns for the broken
Battle hymns for the misled
Battle hymns for the wretched
The forgotten and the dead
Battle hymns of redemption
Battle hymns we will be singing
At the turning of the tide
Can you explain away the sleight of hand
Of spending souls for oil
Well in the mirror I can see
I am the path that leads down
I am a dark and bloody hall
I'm the reaper, executioner
Hangman, judge, and the law
Round the oak tree on the lawn
But the cavalry's not comin'
Cause brother they're gone
Battle hymns for the broken
Battle hymns for the misled
Battle hymns for the wretched
The forgotten and the dead
Battle hymns of redemption
Battle hymns we will be singing
At the turning of the tide
So I'm sharpening my shovel
I'm blind and I am purposeful
The dream you might be dreaming
I'm the whisperer of misgivings
I'm the fad ing tail light
I'm the call for retribution
From the back of the smoke filled hall
I'm the vow of bitterness
I'm the poison in the well
I've a photographic memory
Of the deeds I will avenge
I'm the cold in the river hollow
I've a hatpin, I've a plan
Head shaved and body lean
There's a flock of blackbirds flying
Nearly ten thousand strong
Battle hymns for the broken
Battle hymns for the misled
Battle hymns for the wretched
The forgotten, for the dead
Battle hymns of redemption
Battle hymns we will be singing
At the turning of the tide