Grab that rifle and buckle that strap

Keep your head down and prepare to attack

A million men are waiting along the line

A million men are waiting along to die for... what!?

When you hear that whistle sound the guns will roar - like never before

So get up, get out and gain that ground - now!

Not a single step back - attack!

Feed the gun

I said hey

Feed the gun

Starring out at no man's land, the darkness rips apart - and the shelling starts

Mausers and the Maxims rip through swaths of men

Not a single step back - defend!

Feed the gun

I said hey

Feed the gun

Feed the gun

Dry bones will litter this ground

Feed the gun

A nationwide funeral mound