Massacrion

Axis Of Advance

The acrid stench of rotten flesh travels fast

Along the muddy earth

The corpses dangle sickly from the razor wire

Us against them, the rain and the rats

Waiting to die, wounded mounting in piles of

Moaning, writhing, wasting life

Nightmares spawned by endless explosions

Young and old recruits scramble over the top

Insanity now we survive, inhumanity the rule of life

No defense and all alone

We fall in groups eventually one by one



Contorted view of survival and loss

A horrid reminder in that smell

We have no relief until a leave

That always seems so far away



Burn Massacrion Run



Contorted view of survival and loss

A horrid reminder in that smell

We have no relief until a leave

That always seems so far away



Us against them, the rain and the rats

Waiting to die, wounded mounting in piles of

Moaning, writhing, wasting life

Nightmares spawned by endless explosions

Young and old recruits scramble over the top



Burn Massacrion Run

Hide Massacrion Die



The nightmare



The king considers not his pawns

He worries instead of his reign

Both sides have their rooks and knights

And the bishops and queen sit back and laugh



We die for nothing

We die for no one

No one will remember

No one will care at all