Verdun Meat Grinder

it comes to stalemate on the western front

bogged down into trenches

falling citadel

1916, the year all hope declined

millions into war

terrible casualties

by command of the german chief of staff

Erich Von Falkenhayn

a battle of attritions is the road to victory

winter chill of february breathes

a million shells, three army corpses draw near

artillery bombardment fires spree

flamethrower simmer corpses into mud

French soldiers falling back by the attack

failure and communications down

come into the war, three days of retreat

impending defeat, two more days are gone

old or new relief, into combat flee

commander general P¡§¦tain

orders infantry to hold defence

tenacious, bayonet between the teeth

battle sector of village douamont

heavy snowfall helps the allied cause

four regiments are virtually destroyed

come into the war, one month of retreat

we reject defeat, nie more months await

thousands it will take, hill of le mort homme

the french must hold the flanks

unable to progress

three months for a stroke of land

general Nivelle

village small we fight to death

rats we eat and shit we smell

bying comrads fellow man

wade through the thick of guts and maim

poison gasses

diphosgene mince heat

humand feed meuse mill

take the battery

of thiaumont and the village of fleury

capture fort souville

german advances is stopped right here

seal french fictory

this lands is an ossuary

bones and skulls to tread

piles of human scruff to burn

come autumn, sound the fall

for douamont back in our hands

hunt the prussian army to the death

swift infantry strikes and heavy bombs

execution style, soldiers go

into the wringer of Verdun

a million march to the abattoir

into the grinder of Verdun

Douamont ossuary