1918 Pt 1: Wia (Wounded In Action)

Lie on scorched soil
Faces smeared with blood
We assembled a million men
But it was not enough
The Katzelmacher beat strong and fierce
Infantry tore through our ranks
In the shadows of Montello's crest
All plans fell apart

The offensive of death
Battered ground
A storm rain of shells
Bloodlust
Chaos reigned, and frontlines broke
Guns cast aside, positions lost
June 19th, the encirclement
Resistance met with ruthless fire
One of Arditi threw a grenade
A flash of light, a wave of pain
The crucifixion darkness fell
My battle is over

Shell Shocked