The Call To Combat - Dekapitator

Beach head reached in broken silence

Do or die is here

Rifle clutched in white knuckle grip

Choking back the fear

Bodies falling one by one

Upon the deadly march

Sky lit up with mortar fire

To death, our only course

The call to combat

Into a firestorm, a tempest with no eye

The call to combat

Knee deep bodies baptized with cannon fire

The call to combat

The will to fight is shattered, no choice but to march on

The call to combat

Game of life and death, will meet our fate as pawns

Casings fall amongst the dead

Marking killing trail

We meet our fates on roads well-tread

Slaughtered to what avail?

Soldiers calling two by two

Voices lost in battle’s din

The earth split open, stained with blood

A coffin to crawl within

The call to combat

Into a firestorm, a tempest with no eye

The call to combat

Knee deep bodies baptized by cannon fire

The call to combat

The will to fight is shattered, no choice but to march on

The call to combat

Game of life and death, will meet our fate as pawns