Feed the Gun

""Grab that rifle and buckle that strap Keep your head down and prepare to attack A million men are waiting along the line A million men are waiting along to die for... what!? When you hear that whistle sound the guns will roar Like never before So get up get out. and gain that ground Now! Not a single step back... attack! Feed the gun I said hey Feed the gun Starring out at no man's land the darkness rips apart And the shelling starts Mausers and the Maxims rip through swaths of men Not a single step back... defend! Feed the gun I said hey Feed the gun Feed the gun Dry bones will litter this ground Feed the gun A nationwide funeral mound""