All I see before me
All my friends are dead
The boys that I grew up with
Shot in the head
Only got one option
To run out and be shot
Either way I'm gonna die
In No Man's Land I'll rot
Millions mutilated, they will never be the same
Artillery crashing round me, it is driving me insane
Death will come to us all
There is no doubt about it
No safety in this land
Sixty thousand in a day
What a waste of life
They get sent to their deaths
What about their wives
No sympathy from the general
All he wants is pay
A massacre of our boys
Only kids yesterday
Millions mutilated, they will never be the same
Artillery crashing round me, it is driving me insane
Death will come to us all
There is no doubt about it
No safety in this land