Paroles de Asphyx II (They Died As They Marched)
Early morningCall the roll
From the barracks
In the cold
Weary faces
Tired men
All prepare to
Leave the camp
Growling watchdogs
Snarling guards
Resignated
Off they marched
Snow starts falling
Severe frost
Hostile country
Hope seems lost
Silent ribbon
Shuffling feet
Drink icicles
Nothing to eat
Sleep whilst morning
With open eys
From the bitches
The frozen cry Starvation
Forgotten chapter
Tragic night
On this route
Many died
Leave the camp
Growling watchdogs
Snarling guards
Resignated
Off they marched
Snow starts falling
Severe frost
Hostile country
Hope seems lost
Silent ribbon
Shuffling feet
Drink icicles
Nothing to eat
Sleep whilst morning
With open eys
From the bitches
The frozen cry Starvation
Forgotten chapter
Tragic night
On this route
Many died
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