The salient is an arc of flame Machine guns fire in hysteria Thousands of soldiers die every day The wounded scream in agony Witness the last attack of the cavalry Gunned down and shot to pieces The artillery created a landscape equal to the moon
Through a storm of steel Through no man's land Bullets blow you to kingdom come No man's land
Only the rats grew fat on attrition Glutted with the flesh of dead soldiers Loathsome, bloated creatures Half blind and big as cats The morale of the army Was sinking in the swamps of the salient Vicious in victory We're out for war, war to the death
Through a storm of steel Through no man's land Bullets blow you to kingdom come No man's land
Stuck on a bayonet, or shot at dawn Life expectancy, there is none
Men slipped and slithered Through bloody soil on the battleground Divisions were going across like terriers intent on flushing rats from a hole
Through a storm of steel Through no man's land Bullets blow you to kingdom come No man's land