Trench Fever

Avoid The Pain

Prepare
The Attack
Reload the launchers and hit the target

All deafening noise of explosions
Sounds like a metronome that guides the compass of my life
When each bomb blows away
It's a devil formerly within me that I put off my mind

The troops under the sun, today is a good day to fight
The enemies still run, today ain't a good day to die!

Hold your breath
Stay alert
One fake moving means the blowing of your head

All tuned sounds of this war
Screams of pain and agony are part of this grand symphony
And hell waits for me
When the last drop of my blood shed on field

[Harmony]

The troops under the sun, today is a good day to fight
The enemies still run, today ain't a good day to die!

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