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Bombed out fields crying soldiers way outside |
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Dug in deep in the mud wait and hide |
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Infernal firestorm death our destiny |
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Forged in fire hellstorm infantry |
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Impact closing in see soldiers die |
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Burned ripped to pieces buried alive |
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Soil and blood death our destiny |
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Forged in pain hellstorm infantry |
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Hear the shout order to move one last prayer |
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If there ever was a god I will take you there |
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The enemy shows no mercy nor do I |
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Moving out time to kill time to die |
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Through the barbed wire as instincts take control |
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Hear machine guns rattling the war takes his toll |
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Bullets cut the air comrades fall |
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Moving on all for one one for all |
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Falling by my side brothers sons |
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Only for a few yards of mud we won |
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They will never see their home again |
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Buried on this field as a soldier unknown |
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Hear them cry in pain butchering with my bayonet |
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Making war that is what I do |
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Killing for honour fatherland |
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Killing sons and brothers like me and you |
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Killing is what I do... |
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Groundpounders we are born of dirt forged in the fire |
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Going back to the soil again... |
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Total exhaust fire ceases looking round |
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Enemy is dead my body shaking sitting down |
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Sooner or later everybody dies |
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The greatest gift to see a new morning rise |
