Alba s touto skladbou:
On Divine Winds,
WW II : Metal of Honor,
Burned by the heat of the infernal sin
Bled till the rites of the dying were done
Artillery pounded the surf and the sand
Lost were the virtues that God gave to man
Sinister tactics in honor disguised
Subservient hatred that drove to despise
Strange foreign ways they were fighting against
Gallon by gallon their lifeblood dispensed
Esprit de corps - To fight with conviction
A nightmare tour into hell and back
Esprit de corps - Right into damnantion
Thirty eight thousand that never came back
From sharpest eyes the enemy slyly concealed
The fusillade threatened deploying afield
With desperate fury attempts at attack
With equal precision another strike back
On from hell's point to cape esperance
Few seconds to pray as the fire commenced
Stand by your guns cried the voice of command
Guadalcanal may your grim shores be damned
Esprit de corps - To fight with conviction
A nightmare tour into hell and back
Esprit de corps - Right into damnantion
Thirty eight thousand that never came back
