The Front Remains

I look around explosions everywhere
Death is surrounding me
Toxic smoke taking my eyes off
Praying before the bombs to drop
Bodies lying over blood
Life spent in order to extremism
And my best company may be death
Lives are gone, but the front remains

The front remains!

Fields full of dead bodies
Bullets pierce faithful soldiers
Rivers infected by the nuclear souls
The war won’t stop, the slaughter goes on
One more hero digs his grave
The ammunition sound torments the trench
Gray skies dump the infernal fire
Sadistic dictators sentencing death