Beach head reached in broken silence
Do or die is here
Rifle clutched in white knuckle grip
Choking back the fear
Bodies falling one by one
Upon the deadly march
Sky lit up with mortar fire
To death, our only course
The call to combat
Into a firestorm, a tempest with no eye
The call to combat
Knee deep bodies baptized with cannon fire
The call to combat
The will to fight is shattered, no choice but to march on
The call to combat
Game of life and death, will meet our fate as pawns
Casings fall amongst the dead
Marking killing trail
We meet our fates on roads well-tread
Slaughtered to what avail?
Soldiers calling two by two
Voices lost in battle's din
The earth split open, stained with blood
A coffin to crawl within
The call to combat
Into a firestorm, a tempest with no eye
The call to combat
Knee deep bodies baptized by cannon fire
The call to combat
The will to fight is shattered, no choice but to march on
The call to combat
Game of life and death, will meet our fate as pawns

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