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Warm blood on my hands

The sound of screaming in my ear

Rifle in my hand

gaze opon the battlefleld

Brothers fight by my side

Hold the battle line

Against a blood red tide

See the bodies of our young

In the trenches we defend

As enemies decent

The trenches roar

A world at war

Choose your side

The victor is

Written in blood

Live or die

Our legacy

Written in blood

In muddy fields we charge

Through gore, blood and bile

Trenches reek of death

Were oil on borrowed time

Brothers fight by my side

Hold the battle line

Against a blood red tide

See the bodies of our young

In the trenches we defend

As enemies decent

The trenches roar

A world at war

Choose your side

The victor is

Written in blood

Live or die

Our legacy

Written in blood

Ignite the war machine

Cannons roar in my head

We are the korps of death

The trenches roar

A world at war

Choose your side

The victor is

Written in blood

Live or die

Our legacy

Written in blood