Germanic Fren - In The Trenches

In the gray mud of the trenches,
No end in sight, we stand our ground,
The cold creeps into our souls,
The enemy's near, fear all around.

In the trenches, we fight, side by side,
In the firestorm, ready to die,
Our brothers, we hold together,
In the trenches, our fate is tied.

The nights are long, no starlight above,
The thunder of war, our only song,
The roar of guns, the echo of pain,
Yet we stand firm, defending our aim.

In the trenches, we fight, side by side,
In the firestorm, ready to die,
Our brothers, we hold together,
In the trenches, our fate is tied.

The dream of peace, so far yet so near,
In our hearts, a light burns clear,
The will to survive, unwavering strong,
In the trenches, we find our way along.

In the trenches, we fight, side by side,
In the firestorm, ready to die,
Our brothers, we hold together,
In the trenches, our fate is tied.

And when the day comes, the war is done,
We’ll remember what we’ve been through,
In the trenches, in the dark,
We found our strength, we found our truth.