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BLUE Fading out colour As the sundown wanes Relief from our endless pains We are but cannon fodder. So rise, my brothers ! To the sound of bursting shells Will we meet, after the ringing bells ? Don't look over your shoulders... Is it done ? Is it over ? Am I the one to remain ? Won't we meet again ? My friends, are you gone forever ? No time to think ! Crawl back into your space Another nameless face Gone in a blink Nothing left cept fuming flesh Limbs and bowels, horrible stench Just raw material, for the trench ! Wheel of destruction start afresh... The black lady, bent over me I feel her ; breathing in my ear And all this, crist