sat in the trenches soldiers all around
my home dug 10 feet in the ground
spirit searching but all i have found
is fear, in sight touch and sound
todays the day with steady hand
we carry our gun through no mans land
as we leave our trench all unmanned
we wonder at night who will still stand
and who will travel to the next dimension
a horrific end to the familys tension
yet in the letter they fail to mention
the cries for help as its their intention
to gloryfie their son in strength and pride
no sign of heroism when he sat and cried
fighting fear plus the enemy we all tried
to see if countless more deaths are justified
four years later our hearts stoped beating
when we saw how adolf had been treating
his new forced slaves denied from eating
all because of what they liked to believe in