Die in Bloodshed

Take your rifle, private, stand in line!
March to your death ahead.
Soon the time will come to resign
As you fall in bloodshed

Don't think of your life
Of comrades falling beside.
No fear, no mercy, only hate.
You sacrifice yourself for the state.

Never step back!
The enemy's ahead!
Rise to attack!
You're all will be dead.

You'll lie among disfigured bodies
Wounded, in blood, slowly dying.
Generals will get their awards.
Your body will never be found and buried.