| I was in a crater
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| Pockmarked fields on either side
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| I was meant to be all safe
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| How did I die?
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| How did I die?
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| Or didn’t I?
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| Un sursaut, une crispation
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| Mon corps soudain
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| Comme voulant s’engloutir
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| Dans la terre
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| How did I die?
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| How did I die?
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| Or didn’t I?
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| Didn’t I die at all?
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| I fell into a ditch
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| Inside an A7V
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| On the end facing
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| Mephisto is it’s name
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| How did I die?
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| How did I die?
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| Or didn’t I?
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| Ein schwarzes Biest
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| Ein Splitterregen
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| Über den Bäumen zerspringt
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| Und niedergeht
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| How did I die?
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| How did I die?
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| Or didn’t I?
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| Didn’t I die at all?
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| Now there is only that sinister brown belt
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| A strip of murdered Nature. |
| It seems to belong to another world.
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| Every sign of humanity has been swept away. |
| The woods and roads have vanished
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| like chalk wiped from a board; |
| of the villages nothing remains but gray smears
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| where stone walls have tumbled together. |
| A confused mass of troubled earth.
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| Columns of muddy smoke spurt up continually as high explosives tear deeper
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| into this ulcered area
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| How did I die?
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| I fell from the sky
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| Or didn’t I?
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| I filled my mouth with water
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| So the bullet could suceed
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| How did I die?
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| How did I die?
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| Did I die by my own hand?
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| Or didn’t I?
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| How did I die?
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| Or didn’t I die at all?
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| How did we die?
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| Or didn’t we?
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| Didn’t we die at all?
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| We didn’t die
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| We didn’t die
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| We are back with a different song
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| We didn’t die
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| We didn’t die
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| We’re just singing a different song
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| We are back with a change of weather
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| Ein anderer Wind, ein neues Lied
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| We didn’t die
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| We didn’t die
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| We give you a different song
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| Okookookookooskrookookookookoo
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| The difference is in the song
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| Okookookookooskrookookookookoo
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| — difference makes the song
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| We didn’t die
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| We didn’t die
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| We didn’t die
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| We didn’t die |