Valor they to face certain death in conflict Win the war discipline Trained to orders Dilettantes of war, torn
Send all to be slaughtered, standard training set In a dark, distant, shit hole, wretched torment Approaching the sphere of contention the smoke, the dust Blood-soaked earth, stained red oceans, for your
hail, gunfire, half the men drop dead Troops lost in transport, waste of
grunts die confused Send them all to be base munitions Compelled by the to fight 'til death
Certain casualty, Who all die before they to fight commanders order them to rush Upon their imminent, abrupt
Strategy of attrition, them Flailing corpses use up Bravery cut in half by artillery Or cowardice punished by fire
Charge ahead, divisions Impotence, gaining no Bodies thrown, in war, useless Primitive, only two ways
Terrified grunts die Reluctant and afraid to How will anyone this? Only hope, victory or
Certain casualty, Who all die they learn to fight commanders order them to rush Upon their imminent, abrupt
Dying in a dump, ordinance, tactics Know what you must do to Hiding in the dead, still, bare cover in stealth and then disappear
Forge ahead, retiring their Spilling their confounded Undermine their efforts to us Running gun, only two home
Dig in and fire the way is clear Pounding the ruins, further defaced Snipers take heads, your progress Take them out, pierce their eyes their scopes
Die for honor, motherland, strewn about, piles of every last brave man, better than surrender Inescapable nightmare, unflinching Never bow to tyranny, make them pay for every step they