Receiving orders
Down from the high command
With plans to move forward

Once again in this mess they call war

Final words were shed

In this hell, this battlefield
Machine guns will not fail
As the bullet rain hits the flesh


Endless casualties
Over one million dead

Obsolete tactics blended with
Modern armament


Entrenched
In the battle of Somme
The indecisive event

Once a morbid mess

Blood spilled everywhere

Thousands of men now lay dead
First battle to introduce tanks
An unforgiving hell

Fighting for the fatherland
Desperately making a stand
Trench warfare supreme

All the divisions clash

Indecisive result

Nobody in benefit
Five months of bloodbath
The fierce fighting for the Somme


The startup of the encounter
First day of July, unbelieveable carnage toward the brits

Exit the trench when the order is whistled
Few seconds to live, machine gun torrents mow you to bits
The failures on the tactical side

Human wave $$#ault, the death toll will mount
Unprepared for the misery - just a mad waste of human lives


What's the price for a mile?
Is there any substance behind bravery and honour?
To enter the no man's land

Or to die in the distress of those trench lines
Unable to reach the objectives
Set by the old men around the stuffed tables

Experiencing the hell, horrors of war
Depending on luck, not on reason