Let's move lads, right to those Lightnings,
Let's carry on lads, into the Storm,
March right thru Madness, thru our Fear and their Tears,
Let's cary on lads, right into the Storm!
We are their Hope, They are our Glory,
We're soon be like them,
Just livingless corpses, without the breath.
sooner or later, there be all over Death.
Let's carry on lads, the trenches are waiting,
There's no silver lining. Just thread of their blood.
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