Cannon Fodder

Feed the gun

Feed the guns

Marching for my country,

Marching off to die

Fight for king and glory,

Fight to stay alive

Storm another stronghold,

Kill another man

Rush the field before us -

With steady sword at hand

... with steady sword at hand!

The dead now count in legions,

But more will surely die

Sent into the action,

With no thought of human lives

Casaulties are mounting,

From the guns upon the hill

God, they need to be silenced -

Charge them now we will

... Charge them now we will!

Feed the gun

Feed the guns

Meatgrinding projectiles,

Blowing through our ranks

Shrapnelridden soldiers down -

Bits and pieces all around

Rip the silence - Cannons brawl -

Bloodsoaked troops still dashing on

Shellshocked victims fall behind -

Keep formation on maintain the line

A thousand gun barrage

Drifts of men lie dead

Craters fill the landside

Juggernauts of Death

Cannon fodder

Cannon fodder

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