A creeping barrage wakes the sun Dawn breaks red, reflecting the blood Upon the ground God's hand seems a clinched fist Bursting downwards Gericht – Indiscriminate Pock-marked, bruised earth Daybreak welcomed with blasphemies But we hold Salient and Redoubt Speak with the mouthless dead en clar A code of blood, of sweat, of piss, of puke We're here because we're here Hell no longer of fire and flame Hell is mud