A creeping barrage wakes the sun
Dawn breaks red, reflecting the blood
Upon the ground
Gods hand seems a clinched fist
Bursting downwards
Gericht Indiscriminate
Pock-marked, bruised earth
Daybreak welcomed with blasphemies
But we hold
Salient and Redoubt
Speak with the mouthless dead en clar
A code of blood, of sweat, of piss, of puke
Were here because were here
Hell no longer of fire and flame
Hell is mud
