In the trenches
A human trough
Foot flesh is rotting
Sloughing off
In the trenches
Yourn for home
Infection spreading
To the bone
Great was upon us
With Pride and gun
To defend the nation
To beat back the hun
Marching to the field
After countless dead
No ground lost or gained
Dig in instead
Promised swift victory
Now trapped in a sodden maze
As weeks slip into months
Moral and health decays
In the trenches
A human trough
Foot flesh is rotting
Sloughing off
In the trenches
Yourn for home
Infection spreading
To the bone
Years of endless warfare
Corpses litter the ground
No glory in the trenches
Putrid limbs are all thats found
Never slaked, relentless hunger
Rats feast on bloated dead
Soon moving to fresher meat
Decaying flesh chewed to shreds
Death the only victory
Left in a sodden grave
Forgotten in the trenches
A generation rots away