This morning has been born - without light - dim - forlorn   A severe vault of clouds rushed across the open downs   Black guant and eerie tree - skeletons danced dreadfully   Tight in the claws of frost - winter showed it´s ghostly host      Artillery combat - flashing cannon fire - defeaning sound   Approaching slowly - but unstoppable leaves burned ground      Nervously waiting in wretched ditches laid in ruins   The lst instructional orders reached us a few hours ago   Now seppararted from allied troops assured to come   But there´s no more chance to flee from the superior enemy      Hell raging high speed bullet machine gun monotony   Relinquishing position means to choose suzerainty      Just like an enormous thunderstorm war rules the entire killing zone   Below the scourge of madness and decay that burden some commands the way      A sudden detonation to my left - fire screams a ray of heat   Glowing splinters hailing down - cutting through irressistable flesh   A sweetly scented reek turns the air into a sick   Paralyzed breathing we undertook the last offence      Open fire - breacking through the hostile lines   Ravaging internecine assault      Crawling through the mud - terrified of the inevitalbe end   Our fate uncertain like that of a cutter in a storm   The nameless victims - whose faces are unknown to thee   Buried deep in the noman´s land mass graves      Open fire - breacking through the hostile lines   Ravaging internecine assault      Below the scourge of madness and decay we horribly passed away