There was no time
To think of home
Just destroy
Flesh skin and bone
Man to man
In a corridor of pain
Bayonet shovel
Mans war insane.
Room to room
Strangers fight to death
So close to feel
The dying breath
In others times
To share a drink
Laugh and joke
And reminisce.
Survival
Cruelty breeds
Without a heart
Upon its knees
No commandments
No rigid rules
Legalized murder
Room to room.