[03:40.00]They seek us in this unquiet zone
[03:40.00]They chase us on from hole to hole
[03:40.00]They hunt us down like carrion crows
[03:40.00]They search us out like frightened moles
[03:40.00]This surely is a dreadful war
[03:40.00]An awful waste of guts and gore
[03:40.00]An awful waste of human life
[03:40.00]This senseless, bloody, bitter strife
[03:40.00]We huddled close against the ground
[03:40.00]Scared to make the slightest sound
[03:40.00]And all around the great guns boom
[03:40.00]The constant march of pending doom