Feed the Gun - Witchery

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