The artillery shells continue
to fall like drain drops;
there is no letting up
All throughout the day
the enemy continues on its charade.
they can not afford to give up their position
The only way through the chaos is with firepower,
these nazi sons of bitches are to get a taste of their
own medicine
Like hawks our bombers descend
and like rabbits the enemy is crushed
in their burrow
and The battle continues on,
as Our tanks roll across the field
we follow them to our next checkpoint.
and hopefully not to our death.