Offering from the ill departed, sweat and blood
ambition, aspiration, all scattered to dust
Those deadly fangs, death might be the ultimate price
inevitable in the name of country's pride
By the thousands, mere nightmares are condemned for life
bullet showers, raining behind enemy lines
Each spit, venom from the cavernous depths of blight
Each tear, a fallen comrade, self worth sacrifice
As...
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