Bodies pile high
Mangled by machinegun fire
Dying with hands clenched
To spines of barbed wire
Wade through warm innards
A mist of sanguine fog
A ditch of fresh remains
Consumed by an honourable end
Only mud, snow, and guts
Come back in a strecher
Only identifier
A burnt dogtag
Dragging the dead
Through a mountain pass
Blood of forgotten heros
Spills down the avalanche
Collect unburied dead
Counter attack, fortify positions
Mined ice caverns
Sulphourous dust, noxious fumes
Bring forth artillery
Creating the craters, exposing infantry
Take the summit
No retreat, heavy casualties
