An unholy ghost
Is creeping around
The battlefield
To satiate it’s lust for lost souls

Once glorious and unstoppable
Now forgotten and demented
The lacking soldiers
Will never get redemption

Breathe

You can’t escape
The creeping death
In your lungs

The dirtiest face of war
Is their's
When they lay down
In the poisoned trench

The yellow cross
Molt skin and mind
Inhuman is what they did
And what they are
Now

Breathe the creeping death
You can not escape
The creeping death
Breathe as long as you can

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