Trench Warfare

Hours of boredom alternating

With short periods of combat

Sleep with fat rats and vermin

Live an animal and lethargic life

The front, a formless landscape,

Shot with smoking craters

In the air, atrocious stench of corpses

Perpetual battle against the elements

Flows of mud carry away the fillings,

Changing the trench into an icy sewer

(2x)

Suddenly bombardment breaks up

Lacerating shrapnels specially dreaded

The shell-fire sometimes so violent

After this inferno, gather the dead

Runners carry the reports to the HQ

?Line cleaners? crawl in no-man?s land

Slide into the enemy-lines through the night,

Cut off a throat with the dagger

Sappers shear the barbed-wire entanglements,

Dig out tunnels under the enemy-lines

Finally the hour of decisive attack

Infantrymen rush out of the trenches

Trying to penetrate the enemy-device

Abrupt bursts of gun-fire starting

Thousands of soldiers in the battle,

Only a handful reaching the target

Stab, shoot, hack and kill (3x)

Throw hand-grenades, jump in the trenches

Now starts the massacre, brief and terrible

(2x)

Stab, shoot, hack and kill (2x)

Throw hand-grenades, jump in the trenches

Now starts the massacre, brief and terrible

(2x)

In a few seconds, it's all over.