Trapped in your foxhole all night and day
Waiting for the moment that you can break away
Muddy water all the way to your waist
Killing your enemies without any haste
Kill or be killed
Fighting for your life
Kill or be killed
Fighting to stay alive
Napalm blowing holes in the ground
Dead bodies lying all around
Everyday you wish it would end
Driving you insane wondering where it began
The flow of blood running in streams
The smell of flesh the sound of screams
Trying to stay awake with all your might
If you sleep now you may lose your life
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