Burning limbs and deformed steel
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The shells cuts through the sky
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The corpses fills the the endless fields
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It's shoot to kill or die
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The gas pours in like yellow mist
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You die in kneedeep mud
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You sink into that fuckin' smudge
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Stichy from all the fuckin' blood
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Medals, salutes, uniforms and eyes-left
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Promotion, honour, glory then death
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War Machine
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War Machine
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Tons of steel is pumped across
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The burnin' no-mans land
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You dig your face deep into the shit
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And wait for the command
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For medal, your King and country
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Will crave the loss of limbs or eyes
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For honour you'll need to give
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General Death your fuckin' life
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Ladders by the hundreds
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Firmly placed among the dead
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Leading to the hell
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That rages on above your head
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By the thousands you will run
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Into that fire zone
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Your God and King is with you
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But you'll fuckin' die alone
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Medals, salutes, uniforms and eyes-left
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Promotion, honour, glory then death
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War Machine
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War Machine
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War Machine
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War Machine
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