Текст песни Written From The Trenches

It's raining embers on my head It feels like I'm alone The sense of time has gone all wrong, and now? Bombs, gas, shrapnel and fire With limitless barbed wire An image of hell on earth, That would shake the bravest heart A thousand idiots - attack A thousand idiots die Bombs, gas, shrapnel and fire With limitless barbed wire Yet these waterlogged trenches Are but a scratch on the earth The sky is crossed by flocks of partridges How come they're not afraid? We, humans, die Mountains remain