The Front
Eins
Zvei
Drei
I watch as bullets fly
Vier
Fünf
Sechs
The Bullets make bloody necks
Sieben
Acht
Neun
A body filled and dangerous line
Sehn
Elf
Zwölf
The enemy is like packs of wolf
Dreizehn
Vierzehn
Fünfzehn
How am I still sane?
Sechzehn
Siebzehn
Achtzehn
Is it safe to sleep then?
Zwanzig
I almost feel sick...