Defeater – “The Bite and the Sting”

I’ve spent days in this trench in the snow,
Just my gun by my side.
It’s cold and wet and you’re all alone;
Up keeping watch at night.

The bite, and the sting,
The bitter cold brings,
Reminds you that you’re still alive.
The hope,
and the pride,
That we all hold inside,
Seems to break when another boy dies.
The bite, and the sting,
The bitter cold brings
Makes you wish
that you weren’t still alive
The hope
and the pride
We all hold inside,
Seems to break
Seems to break

We ain’t seen no Germans for days,
We’re just tired and sore.
And it feels like I’m wasting away;
So I drink from my flask to stay warm.
Every bomb, miles away,
Every faded engine cry,
Still makes your heart start to race,
Keeps you praying at night.

It’s too quiet
and too calm
For something not to be wrong
So we sit as brothers in arms.
So we wait
and we shake
Hear the roar of the tanks
And the gunfire of the oncoming storm.
The ring in our ears,
And the cold rush of fear,
Overtakes us with the enemy in sight.
I stagger, but don’t falter,
I aim and pull the trigger
And we fight, we fight, we fight.

But it all happens too fast…
The blur
of the sweat
in my eyes
For every man killed,
Seems two of my friends fall to die.
I’m down on my knees
Feel the pain in my gut,
And the snow is covered in blood.
Crawl to my Captain’s side
With his head on my knees,
Says “see to it…
that my grave is kept clean.”

Awake in a hospital bed:
Just rows and rows and rows of dying kids.
And I know

My whole Infantry is dead.

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