He tried keeping it all in but he through his life away
Down to the river and shot, tried to save their flank
She cries alone at night while he chases all the blues away
Fathers promise abounds but they'll never live to see the day
And so
Love lost
And found
These Borodino Nights
Blood and battle ground
We live
Oh we're proud
These high and might homes
We all die in the ground
Borodino nights
Borodino Nights
Borodino Nights
All die in the ground
The sky was clear and blue when he finally realized his fate
Muted scream and shot as they pushed em all in the grave
Rich man view of war is a poor man legacy
Poor man view of war is a rich man fallacy
And so
Love lost
And found
These Borodino Nights
Blood and battle ground
We live
Oh we're proud
These high and might homes
We all die in the ground
Borodino nights
Borodino Nights
Borodino Nights
All die in the ground