I rise from my trench
Blood rushing in my head
Out into no-man’s land
Out to join the dead
Sick of living, unwilling to die
Killing just to stay alive
On Frozen Fields of horror
March through the firestorm
Mangeled victims lay
Forgotten and forlorn
To voiceless cries only
The deaf ad here
Blinded I rage uncontrolled
Fool killing fool
Conflict makes us tick
