[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