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Line 'em up

Gun 'em down

Better hope word doesn't get around

They'll never know

Underneath the snow

Bodies on the frozen ground

They say its murder

We say it’s wrath

A vengeful grisly aftermath

A cloudy sky

The bullets fly

Victory becomes bloodbath

Caught up in the fog of war

Maggots born within the gore

We march far past our morals

Our orders say to kill

The trenches that we’ve left behind

Moving forward, still we’re blind

We’ll rest upon our laurels

While they rot below that hill

Lead bees buzzing

Round my head

“Take no prisoners!”

What they said

Seen a child

Eyes all wild

Bloody, hungry, and nearly dead

One man branded

The other raw

The fires burn and the bodies thaw

Out of sight

Which is right?

One of them’s within the law

Caught up in the fog of war

Maggots born within the gore

We march far past our morals

Our orders say to kill

The trenches that we’ve left behind

Moving forward, still we’re blind

We’ll rest upon our laurels

While they rot below that hill