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Mine Is The Glory (Wretched Release)Fractured nightmaresFlash into the mind Distal fragments Piece together (the) night Soldiers fall down burning Floundering in fire Stumble onwards blindly Poison rains from the sky Bent double Like beggars Under sacks Knock-kneed And gasping We cursed Through sludge Till on the haunting flares We turned our backs Towards our distant rest Began to trudge Yearning Grasping The warm embrace Of death Attaining fleeting glory As lead caresses flesh My tears have stained the soil My corpse shall lay at rest A lie in broken breath "dulce et decorum est" Every step takes us further from ourselves Lame, blind, wounded We drag towards the end Some dwell in the haze Between life and death Embrace sweet delirium To ease their final breath Wreathed in fire I saw him flailing White eyes rolling Cracked flesh, failing Where are the tolling bells To mourn our passing? The choirs of shrieking shells Drown out the ragged gasping Herded forwards In bovine deference Dubious glory Obscene irreverence A field of shattered dreams The final resting place Flung on the body cart Dead eyes, ashen face A lie in broken breath "Dulce et decorum est" |