You'll take my life but I'll take yours too   You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through   So when you're waiting for the next attack   You'd better stand there's no turning back.      The bugle sounds and the charge begins   But on this battlefield no one wins   The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath   As I plunge on into fucking death.      The horse he sweats with fear we break to run   The mighty roar of the Russian guns   And as we race towards the human wall   The screams of pain as my comrades fall      We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground   And the Russians fire another round   We get so near yet so far away   We won't live to fight another day.      We get so close near enough to fight   When a Russian gets me in his sights   He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow   A burst of rounds take my horse below.      And as I lay there gazing at the sky   My body's numb and my throat is dry   And as I lay forgotten and alone   Without a tear I draw my parting groan