Fire Storm

Shells of shrapnel flying over our heads

Fountains of mud pile up to the sky

Atrocious artillery fire

Creating a colossal wall of flame

Rattling machine guns

Spewing fire like mad machines

Thunderous roaring

Bombs looping high up in the air

Shells falling down in the trenches

Soldiers collapse in a bloody heap

Fire storm

Incredible massing of forces

In the hour of destiny

To fight for a distant future

And the violence it unleashed

The clouds of our gas shells beaten back by a headwind

Overwhelmed by the blunt force, a raging fire-storm

This place looks grisly

Scattered around this scorched site are bodies

Burned beyond recognition

Shells of shrapnel flying over our heads

Fountains of mud pile up to the sky

Atrocious artillery fire

Creating a colossal wall of flame

Rattling machine guns

Spewing fire like mad machines

Thunderous roaring

Bombs looping high up in the air

Shells falling down in the trenches

Soldiers collapse in a bloody heap

Fire storm

Incredible massing of forces

In the hour of destiny

To fight for a distant future

And the violence it unleashed