Valor they instill to face certain death in conflict

Win the war through discipline, trained to follow orders

Dilettantes of war, torn apart



Send them all to be slaughtered, standard training set

In a dark, distant, foreign shithole, wretched torment

Approaching the vile sphere of contention, breathing the smoke, the dust

Blood-soaked earth, stained red oceans, four your insides



Sudden hail, gunfire, half the men drop dead

Troops lost in transport, waste of lives



Terrified grunts die confused

Send them all to be slaughtered

Insufficient base munitions

Compelled by force to fight until death



Certain causualty, amateurs who all die before they learn to fight

Ruthless commanders order them to rush upon their imminent, abrupt ends

Strategy of attrition, mobbing them, flailing corpses use up ammunition

Bravery cut in half by enemy artillery, or cowardice punished by friendly

fire



Charge ahead, expending divisions

Impotence, gaining no ground

Bodies thrown, conduct in war, useless

Primitive, only two ways home



Terrified grunts die confused

Reluctant and afraid to attack

How will anyone survive this?

Only hope, victory or death



Certain causualty, amateurs who all die before they learn to fight

Ruthless commanders order them to rush upon their imminent, abrupt ends

Dying in a dump, ordinance, erode tactics, know what you must do to survive

Hiding in the dead, lying still, bare cover, strike in stealth and then

disappear



Forge ahead, retiring their forces

Spilling their confounded blood

Undermine their efforts to defeat us

Running gun, only two ways home



Dig in and fire until the way is clear

Pounding the ruins, storms further defaced

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