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Overwhelming Despair
07:18
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Far from home
Many, yet alone
Stuck in a trench and left to die
Gun in my hand
In mud and blood I stand
Shells raining down from the sky
Thousands long gone
Many more before the dawn
Over the top soon we will go
Dread fills my heart
Waiting for the charge to start
Headlong into a certain death
The whistle will blow
Over we will go
Cut down in thousands in the mud
Bodies torn apart
Horrendous from the start
Now it's my turn to charge and die
Stuck on barbed wire
Blown apart by cannon fire
Melted from inside by poison gas
Into no man's land
More bodies they demand
Send us all to die in agony
Screams of those left dying
Through the night we hear them crying
All alone they slowly die in mud
Such a pointless war
More costly than before
What the hell are we all dying for?
Terror grips us all constantly
Thousands dead but why not me?
So much suffering for one to see
Friends torn apart
Lucky to depart
The hellish torture of the trench
So many are dead
Just numbers in the end
Far from home
Terrified and alone
Stuck in a trench and left to die
Gun in my hand
My life the command
Shells raining down from the sky
The whistle will blow
Over we will go
Cut down in thousands in the mud
Stuck on barbed wire
Blown apart by cannon fire
Melted from inside by poison gas
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June 1916
From the east a beast has come
Brusilov will charge to break the line
Time to attack to turn the tide
Russian imperial might breaks through
Austro-Hungarians run from their doom
Bringing relief to the west at Verdun
Keeping the enemy on the run
Heavy losses on both sides
Why do we die?
Empires at war
Our broken bodies the score
Thousands and thousands are dead
Loss of life turns Russia red
Outraged by the loss
Tsar pays the ultimate cost
Charging right into the enemy line
Scarified upon death's shrine
Pushing deep into enemy land
We now have the upper hand
Victory is ours, we cannot be stopped
Our brothers falling, bodies dropped
With speed we charge, taking the line
Breakthrough for Russia, this is our time
Deep in enemy land
Not all attacks have gone to plan
Reaching Carpathia, spread too thin
Too many bodies lost to win
This offensive gone on too long
Never again attack this strong
So many men lost in the push
Unrest at home now takes the stage
Now unleashed the reds
Rise up workers, take command
Overthrow the tyrant
Tide of the people's will
Rise of the reds
Revolution has come
The old way is done
Overthrow the oppressor
Lenin in command
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Shattered by Shelling
07:26
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Waiting and waiting
Stuck in the trench
Counting the hours
Til we die
So it begins
Death from above
explosions in the distance
Fear grips our hearts
Any moment now
A black rain of carnage
Rats run and hide
Even they know
Death's on its way
Destroyed in an instant
Torn limb from limb
Replaced by craters and smoke
Hiding in dugouts for hours on end
Driven insane by fear
When will I die?
Any moment now
Blasted apart by a shell
The dead all around
Hours of slaughter
Screams of the suffering
Men missing limbs
Bodies stuck in the mud
Chunks covered in blood
Hour after hour
Shelling through the night
Nerves on edge
Crippled by fright
Total despair conquers my mind
Waiting for my time to die
Men all around driven insane
Crying, sobbing, screaming in pain
Prelude to assault
Followed by a wave of troops
Hours of punishment
Followed by a fierce attack
Battered and broken
Take up the guns
Across no man's land
Here they come!
Fight back the fear, here they come
Stand on broken bodies pushed into the mud
Kill or be killed, this is survival
Screming we hear them fall, dying in agony
Are we do different?
Their shells, our bullets
We all die the same
Suffering for what?
Our lives not a game
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Crawling Steel Tomb
06:39
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Slowly they crawl
To the enemy line
Over the trench to turn the tide
Steel bunkers roll forth
Brave men within
Fighting all odds
Inside the steel death trap
Heat and the fumes
Noise and tight space
Bullets spatter the flanks
Treads that crush
Guns to destroy
Armored beast
Bringer of fear
Breaking the wires
Crossing the craters
Armored beast
Bunker on the move
Dark and cramped
Noxious gas
Heat and fumes
Crew abused
Stuck in the mud
Destroyed by a shell
Surrounded by infantry
World turned to hell
Treads roll forth
Across no man's land
Infantry follow behind
Steel bunkers crawl on
Prone to break
Lives at stake
Cramped and scorched
Steel tomb
Shrapnel flies
Cover your eyes
No air here
Chamber of fear
Bodies crushed
Guns rip apart
Armored beast
Treads roll on
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Passchendaele
06:33
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July 1917
Fighting in Flanders
Bogged down in the mud
Soon filled with our blood
Butcher of Britain sent us to die
Three months in hell
Half a million of us fell
How many lost in the mud?
What did we gain?
Was it worth all the pain?
Sucked, slowly down in the muck
Drown, lost beneath an ocean of mud
Fear, dread of death drawing near
Charging straight into death
German machine guns up ahead
Slaughtered in no man's land
Blown apart right where we stand
Cut down in a field of mud
Torn limbs, raining blood
What is the price of this land?
How many lives will the butcher demand?
Lost, thousands of bodies in mud
Killed, but no victory won
Suffer, thousands wounded, disfigured
What is the price of this land?
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Drowning in a Green Sea
09:41
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From no man's land comes a cloud
Creeping across without a sound
Bringing agony and death
Suffering with every breath
Gasping for air
Torture beyond compare
Scramble for a mask
Drowning in a sea of green
Chlorine, mustard, phosgene
Gasping for air
Choking, screaming in despair
Blistering, burning, peeling skin
Sticky mess where eyes had been
Tearing at throats, clawing eyes
Spasming bodies as they die
Throat closed, lungs aflame
Hellish scene of agony
Chemical warfare in extremes
People pawns not living things
Generals safe and far away
taking lives like child's play
So many horrors in this war
Suffering unseen before
Meling skin, dissolving eyes
Sickening, disgusting prize
What's to gain from all this pain?
Thousands of lives down the drain
Far from home and terrified
No one safe on either side
From no man's land comes a cloud
Bringing pain without a sound
Followed by a wall of cries
Choking, drowning as they die
Trapped under a sea of green
Chlorine, mustard, phosgene
Hellish weapons of fear
Death slowly drawing near
Left in a trench to die
Four awful years gone by
Thousands of bodies in the mud
Ground still stained with their blood
Gasping for air
Choking, screaming in despair
Blistering, burning, peeling skin
Sticky mess where eyes had been
Tearing at throats, clawing eyes
Spasming bodies as they die
Throat closed, lungs aflame
Hellish scene of agony
Green fog fills this dugout space
Bodies with a melted face
Lungs on fire, throat in pain
What has this been done to gain?
Thrown in a trench to die
Killed but we don't know why
Tortured by poison gas
How was this allowed to come to pass?
Who chose to kill this way?
Why weren't they made to pay?
Gasping for air
Choking, screaming in despair
Blistering, burning, peeling skin
Sticky mess where eyes had been
Tearing at throats, clawing eyes
Spasming bodies as they die
Throat closed, lungs aflame
Hellish scene of agony
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