In one divine moment When hell came down Thousand tons of V2 Fire lit the ground These trenches of doom Filled with our blood This shelter, soon grave We languish in this mud When all hope is lost And pain is no longer here When death becomes a bolt hole And the end is almost near Tell my relatives I suffered And there's no pride in war The sorrow, pain and death The uselessness of it all In time we will be forgotten And rot in a nameless grave Endless grief for relatives No glory for the war slave Blood on the hands of our leaders No lessons learned from the past Kill the liars who send us Revenge us!!!