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Ten thousand guns will sound and then

Trenches filled with brave and broken men

Over the top

All rise in faceless form

Stagger forward into the bloody storm

All intend to die

The price of honor

Falling on a sword

Destiny awaits

It never ends

Lays the waste of pain and death

Desperate souls lay gasping their last breath

How will it end

When no-one's left alive

Fields of horror where nothing will survive