I remember the Argonne, 1918.
The sounds of that battle still haunt me to this day.
Machine gun fire from enemy lines.
The sickening sound of a bayonet tearng through human flesh.
The soldier next to me firing his sidearm in desperation.
And as conducted by Death himself it all comes together as music.
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