Squirting mud and exploding tanks
Corpses strewn over a loamy field
Screaming wounded - Streams of blood
Guts, eyes, teeth trampled into the dust
Dirty holes full of greedy rats
Trenches filled with water and ammunition
Woodcrosses with illegible names
Bare-dead trees, waiting ravens
Ripped - Torn
Mutilated bodies
Mud - Shit
Cover the battlefield
Steel helmets
In the barbed wire
Fog - Rain
Endless nightmare
Minutes like hours - Awaiting the end
Deadly silence - Silence before storm
Covered soldiers - Bearing the mark of death
Like a tornado the fight breaks loose
Hundreds of warriorrs in a big assault
Man against man, mercyless slaughter
Who survives wishes he was dead
Bloody bajonetts on broken rifles
Enerved doctors operating without a rest
Overcrowded hospitals - thousands of criples
Innocent women and children dying for nothing
Years are gone since the last battle
Veterans - Old, sitting in wheelchairs
Eyes that say so many words
But the lips are closed
Still the landscape is marked by the war
Old cannons - Big holes in the ground
Burned-out bunkers rotting trees
A flower growing through a rusty helmet
Millions of crosses
Over the whole world
Countless witnesses
To a senseless war
Silent crying
To the government
Just a word:
"WHY?"