Caught in the Crossfire - 1914

I arise into glory ride

Through the battlefield

Ripped bodies lie around

Death, decay and filth

No mercy for the enemies

Run and shoot to kill

I don’t know how long I can

Endure that bloody thrill

But death remains

And bullet waits

The shrapnel rain

Tore down the veins

We all get lost

Buried alive in mud

With trench-bombs and guns in numbed hands

We are all dead

And there is no earthly reason

To still believe in flags of our state

I lie in the middle of no man’s lands

Where fear and weapons meet

I have run out of ammunition

And I cannot retreat

I see the bodies of dead comrades

And crawl between their parts

Pinned down by a crossfire

From the enemy machine guns