‘We’ve Fought Wars on Beaches’      In these trenches we ready ourselves to attack   Only victory will we accept, we will not fall back   I will go over the top and run   And we will not retreat until all is done   Bayonets on, and ready yourself to fight   Now raise your fingers and salute the flag   And clean the dirt from your dog tag   Pray to god that you will return home   And your wife will not die alone   Pray to god you will watch your children grow   And that you will live again to fight your foe    That you will live to fight another day   And you will never lay here to decay   Now get ready to run and storm their trench   And run over the dead and through their stench   Soldiers raise your rifles held to the sky   And when I signal let the bullets fly   We charge over these green fields covered in blood   And they are polluted with the dead, face down in the mud   Raise the flag when the enemy is dead    And I’ll remember the unit I once led   To me it all looks like a modern hell   And I can hear the officer yell   “No man will be left behind,   Left to rot on the frontline”   My brother is among a hundred thousand fallen names   Who died waiting for the re-enforcements who never came   This battle will be written in a history book   And let us remember every life took   Here is a medal for all of your valor   Now the nation honors you as a saviour   Wear this medal with all your pride   And wear for all those who died   We remember you as many of the brave   Who died in the trenches, that they now call their grave