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Encircled, cut off from reinforcement At all costs you must hold the line Living among the slain with the knowledge You could join them at any time The enemy advances without number Signaled by a creeping barrage The attack goes on for weeks and weeks The trenches awash with blood Gunning down the enemy Each one without a face What once were fields of green Are now endless fields of graves Forgotten Forgotten FORGOTTEN DEAD MARCH! [Lead: Carroll]