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I throw my head back and gaze into the sky Searching for divine protection of my life I'm searching for hope and courage to fight I drop my head and gaze upon the field where the flesh of men from bone is peeled No longer can I contain this fear I charge the field screaming like a maniac The first wave falls as resistance builds to our attack Shells explode men are dashed into the sky, like our hopes to make it out alive Cold machines unforgiving Sweeping fire through our lines They are calibrated to destroy and to defy The heads of men pop like melons, the extremities coarsely severed from tendors I overlook a landscape of blood and blasted earth Drawn by the violence of men who served shell craters early tombs for the deceased Under armed the casualties steadily increase No eulogy for those brave whom to the earth their blood they gave Before these massive weapons that man has made to destroy man Courage is impossible to summon at the sight of these machines Which alone would make the mightest of lions weep The heads of men pop like melons, the extremities coarsely severed from tendors I overlook a landscape of blood and blasted earth Drawn by the violence of men who served shell craters early tombs for the deceased Under armed the casualties steadily increase No eulogy for those brave whom to the earth their blood they gave From Letras Mania