Dead Awaken
envy the dead
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A fate unknown
For marching boots
The empty eyes
Of broken troops
Envy the dead
When the killing starts
Envy the dead
When the shrapnel falls
Envy the dead
When your nerves collapse
Envy the dead
Envy the dead
In immense numbers
Your comrades fall
Alone and unarmed
In the mud you crawl
Death comes to he who waits