I Light up the night, The purifying fire Of hand grenades Becomes your defiler Estimate Of the enemy's intentions By the way We came for you in trenches Bayonet in throat Trench club stuck in your skull Overage Of bloodlust desires On and on Beat down the enemies By the way We came for you in trenches Guards of war When daylights gone, we light the fire Guards of war We took the death for you for hire Guards of war Bayonets as god, blood as religion Guards of war Vengeance in death, No benediction