Stones, rubble, mountains of carrion
Stink from the disease that was eating away the skin
Fear gives birth to madness in the trench labyrinth
Tank steam - cannon fodder screams like a child
Cadaver dump
Puss colony
Regiment in apathy
Bolts for the cattle
Slaughter is best done blindly
The cripples play with the leftovers
The fat ones buy white vests
Let them go others pollute the world
Chain wild boar, panic, death and vomit
Months in the trenches - you dream of a cunt
Shocked and broken open, your body donates intestines
Caves lie open, the heat escapes from your body
Anorexic, pale blue in uniform
They rot in a row
Iron erases the human thorn
The kiss of a bull's-eye as a farewell
Gun traffic from the overburden rollers, the steel pushes forward blindly
The song of the chains breaks your mind
Enemy traffic roars at full speed, iron plow on chain legs
Rows become thinner, what else stands will be mowed down

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