THE BEACH

STORMING UP THE BEACH

ENEMY POSITIONS, ARE THEY IN REACH?

BULLETS WHIZZING PAST YOUR HEAD

TRYING NOT TO TRAMPLE ON THE DEAD

SCREAMING TO THE LEFT AND RIGHT

GRIPPED BY FEAR, AS WELL YOU MIGHT

GUN POISED, AT SHOULDER READY

TAKE AIM, HOLD HER STEADY

FIRE OFF A ROUND

INCOMING SHELLS DEADEN THE SOUND

THOUSANDS ARE HERE LIKE YOU

THOSE NOT KILLED, WILL BE A LUCKY FEW

YOU’RE ENTERING THE MOUTH OF HELL

THEN FROM THE GROUND, YOU HEAR A YELL

‘HELP ME PLEASE, FOR GOD’S SAKE!’

THE SIGHT IS NEARLY MORE THAN YOU CAN TAKE

A CORPORAL, ARM AND LEG BLOWN OFF

BLOOD SPLATTERS WITH EVERY COUGH

YOU SIGNAL FOR MEDICS, THEY’RE ON THE WAY

CHRIST, THEIR WORK’S CUT OUT TODAY

NOW FORWARD AS FAST AS YOU CAN

SEARCHING FOR COVER AS EVERY MAN

THROW YOURSELF INTO A CRATER

TELL YOURSELF, IT’LL BE BETTER LATER

RAT-A-TAT OF A MACHINE GUN POST

TO DESTROY THAT YOU’LL DO YOUR MOST

PIN FROM A GRENADE, HOLD, THEN THROW

HEAD DOWN, DID IT HIT, SOON YOU’LL KNOW

AN EXPLOSION, THEN MORE SCREAMS RING OUT

‘TAKE THAT FUCKERS!’ COMES A SHOUT

THE INSANITY’S ENOUGH TO MAKE YOU CRY

WHY DO SO MANY HAVE TO DIE?

WHAT THE HELL DO WE DO THIS FOR?

JUST ANOTHER STUPID, POINTLESS WAR