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Dirty and wet trenches

Inhabited by rats and corpses

Hidden in the depths of poison fog

Factories for turning living into dead

Barbed wire web

Covered with meat and skin

Terrifies consciousness

Fear is a conductor to hell

Slaughterhouse is works with full power

Grotesque pictures

Freeze in the eyes

Life trampled in the mud

Pits are stuffed with cadavers

Worms get to each of us

Monstrous machine

Gnashing and rumbles

Grinds into porridge

Mess of carrion and dirt