The Trench from Warfare 20.2.1 by Verderf

Another frightening day in the trench
The last minutes to catch a breath
In this overwhelming putrid stench
Looking above equals instant death

Here With my comrades beneath the ground
Waiving the banner with our nation's sign
Flying bullets and bombs the only sound
The life of a soldier in the frontline

Hearing the approaching enemy force
Aiming your gun and starting to kill
For this battle there's none to enforce
All of the hostile's blood will spill

Here With my comrades beneath the ground
Waving the banner with our nation's sign
Flying bullets and bombs the only sound
The life of a soldier in the frontline

Advancing through a cold, dirty river
Everyone taking their position to aim
A load of bullets for them to deliver
The innocent victims are theirs to blame

Comrades dying in front of your eyes
Thoughts of none other than oneself
Looking down at your wounded allies
The only therapy is living itself

• Death Metal
• Metal
• Antwerp