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The salient is an arc of flame |
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Machine guns fire in hysteria |
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Thousands of soldiers die every day |
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The wounded scream in agony |
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Witness the last attack of the cavalry |
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Gunned down and shot to pieces |
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The artillery created a landscape equal to the moon |
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Through a storm of steel |
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Through no man's land |
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Bullets blow you to kingdom come |
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No man's land |
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Only the rats grew fat on attrition |
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Glutted with the flesh of dead soldiers |
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Loathsome, bloated creatures |
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Half blind and big as cats |
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The morale of the army |
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Was sinking in the swamps of the salient |
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Vicious in victory |
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We're out for war, war to the death |
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Through a storm of steel |
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Through no man's land |
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Bullets blow you to kingdom come |
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No man's land |
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Stuck on a bayonet, or shot at dawn |
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Life expectancy, there is none |
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Men slipped and slithered |
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Through bloody soil on the battleground |
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Divisions were going across like terriers |
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Intent on flushing rats from a hole |
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Through a storm of steel |
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Through no man's land |
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Bullets blow you to kingdom come |
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No man's land |