Sallow soil and heavy clay
Where the metal ruins lay
Sedges choke the broken line
Tangled in a dying vine
Heavy thunder rolls in low
Watch the blackened clover grow
Steel is sinking in the deep
Where the ancient rootlets sleep
Iron in the loam and mud
Washed away in salted blood
One lone helmet in the rain
Feeding every sprouted grain
Symphytum in rusted rings
Where the distant cannon sings
Silt is thick around the rim
Light is growing grey and dim
Heavy thunder rolls in low
Watch the blackened clover grow
Steel is sinking in the deep
Where the ancient rootlets sleep
Iron in the loam and mud
Washed away in salted blood
One lone helmet in the rain
Feeding every sprouted grain
Sedge and moss begin to climb
Tracing out a jagged crime
Oxygen and water bite
Turning silver into white
Iron in the loam and mud
Washed away in salted blood
One lone helmet in the rain
Feeding every sprouted grain
Sallow soil and heavy clay
Hiding what was swept away
Patient roots will wrap the shell
Burying a soldier's knell
Iron in the loam and mud
Washed away in salted blood
One lone helmet in the rain
Feeding every sprouted grain
Iron in the loam
Iron in the loam
Sinking down home