.Thousands of soldiers march to their fate
Lambs to the slaughter, certain death awaits
Trapped on a field littered with bones
Nations of fallen lying below
Now you march forwards - die to
Ten million bodies piled high
Mechanized engines of war spitting lead
Horrors o.
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