Valor they instill to face certain death in Win the war through to follow orders Dilettantes of war, torn
Send all to be slaughtered, standard training set In a dark, distant, foreign shit hole, torment the vile sphere of contention Breathing the smoke, the Blood-soaked earth, stained red oceans, for insides
hail, gunfire, half the men drop dead Troops lost in transport, of lives
grunts die confused Send all to be slaughtered Insufficient base Compelled by the force to fight death
Certain casualty, Who all die before they learn to Ruthless order them to rush Upon imminent, abrupt ends
Strategy of attrition, them Flailing corpses use up cut in half by enemy artillery Or cowardice punished by fire
ahead, expending divisions Impotence, no ground thrown, conduct in war, useless Primitive, only two ways
grunts die confused Reluctant and afraid to How will anyone survive Only hope, victory or
Certain casualty, Who all die before they to fight Ruthless commanders order them to Upon their imminent, abrupt
Dying in a dump, ordinance, erode Know what you do to survive Hiding in the dead, lying still, cover in stealth and then disappear
Forge ahead, retiring their Spilling their confounded Undermine their efforts to us Running gun, only two ways
Dig in and until the way is clear the ruins, storms further defaced Snipers take heads, harass your Take them out, their eyes through their scopes
Die for honor, motherland, about, piles of corpses Losing every last brave man, better surrender Inescapable nightmare, resolve Never bow to tyranny, make them pay for step they take