I strap my helmet tight
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My knife on the belt
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As I run to the front
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We've waited for days
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We stand in rank and file
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Eyes on the enemy trench
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There where the Frenchman lies
The victory will be great
The victory will be great
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We crouch by the trench wall
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I sprint up the ladder
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Push myself through bushes
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The shrapnel hisses
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Choked off by our weapons
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Grenades left, grenades right
We switch to close combat
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Grenades left, grenades right
We switch to close combat
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Till the eye gives out
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I pull the spade out
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No rifle can be trusted
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Snorting, I rush in
In the communication trench
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I meet resistance
See the fusilier standing
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The rifle in his hand
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I read it in his eyes
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I hit him in the thigh
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Good I can still breathe