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Blackest night, no rest is found, the horror still inside my head

Outside the bunker, beyond the trench, mangled bodies in the dirt

I gaze at something a thousand yards away, when the whistle blows

The cannon blasts have finally faded, it's time we fight for our homes

Storm on to war, through blood and death and gore

The time has come for us to die

March on, no halt, this is the end of all

We will be torn up in this storm of steel

From hole to hole the death race goes, signal fires lighten up the sky

Bullets fly, mortars howl, hell has come to earth tonight

Iron beasts roar out of the darkness, smashing our hopes of victory

Behind the wall of razor wire, lies our only hope to survive