Letra de Trench Fever

Prepare The Attack Reload the launchers and hit the target All deafening noise of explosions Sounds like a metronome that guides the compass of my life When each bomb blows away It's a devil formerly within me that I put off my mind The troops under the sun, today is a good day to fight The enemies still run, today ain't a good day to die! Hold your breath Stay alert One fake moving means the blowing of your head All tuned sounds of this war Screams of pain and agony are part of this grand symphony And hell waits for me When the last drop of my blood shed on field [Harmony] The troops under the sun, today is a good day to fight The enemies still run, today ain't a good day to die!