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  • Текст песни Battalion - Verdun Meat Grinder

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    It comes to stalemate on the western front
    Bogged down into trenches
    Falling citadel
    1916, the year all hope declined
    Millions into war
    Terrible casualties
    By command of the German chief of staff
    Erich Von Falkenhayn
    A battle of attritions is the road to victory

    Winter chill of February breathes
    A million shells, three army corpses draw near
    Artillery bombardment fires spree

    Flamethrower simmer corpses into mud
    French soldiers falling back by the attack
    Failure and communications down

    Come into the war, three days of retreat
    Impending defeat, two more days are gone
    Old or new relief, into combat flee

    Commander general P`tain
    Orders infantry to hold defence
    Tenacious, bayonet between the teeth

    Battle sector of village Douamont
    Heavy snowfall helps the allied cause
    Four regiments are virtually destroyed

    Come into the war, one month of retreat
    We reject defeat, nine more months await
    Thousands it will take, hill of "le mort homme"

    The french must hold the flanks
    Unable to progress
    Three months for a stroke of land
    General Nivelle
    Village small we fight to death
    Rats we eat and shit we smell
    Bying comrads fellow man
    Wade through the thick of guts and maim

    Poison gasses
    Diphosgene mince heat
    Humand feed meuse mill

    Take the battery
    Of Thiaumont and the village of Fleury
    Capture fort Souville
    German advances is stopped right here
    Seal french factory
    This lands is an ossuary
    Bones and skulls to tread
    Piles of human scruff to burn

    Come autumn, sound the fall
    For Douamont back in our hands
    Hunt the Prussian army to the death
    Swift infantry strikes and heavy bombs
    Execution style, soldiers go
    Into the wringer of Verdun
    A million march to the abattoir
    Into the grinder of Verdun

    Douamont ossuary

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