Obsidian Thorn - Truce in the Trenches Lyrics

In the cold December night, the earth is still,
Frozen fields hold stories of blood spilled.
Echoes of war fade beneath the frost,
But in the silence, we feel what's lost.
From no man's land, a voice begins to sing,
A carol that cuts through the suffering.
Underneath the stars, the guns stand still,
For one brief moment, against their will.
Silent night on the battlefield,
Where broken hearts refuse to yield.
In the darkness, hope ignites,
A fragile truce on a bitter night.
The trenches breathe with whispers of peace,
Enemies pause, though the war won't cease.
Candles flicker where shadows lie,
Underneath a crimson sky.
We exchange gifts, though we've nothing to give,
Just fleeting smiles in the lives we live.
The snow covers scars that we cannot erase,
But tonight, we're human in this desolate place.
Silent night on the battlefield,
Where broken hearts refuse to yield.
In the darkness, hope ignites,
A fragile truce on a bitter night.
Barbed wire and stars, so far yet so near,
Laughter breaks through the weight of fear.
But morning will come, and the war will call,
This fragile peace, it will shatter and fall.
Silent night on the battlefield,
Where broken hearts refuse to yield.
In the darkness, hope ignites,
A fragile truce on a bitter night.
As the sun rises, we turn away,
Brothers in peace, but not today.
The songs fade out, the guns return,
And the fragile truce is left to burn.