Decaying
EP • 2014
Destined to rot In the trenches you will die Born to suffer Laying waste to the ground Cities burning Fire rains near It is over Devastation is here Artillery fire Breaching the lines New found order Soon to be set based on greed Society crumbles Crime rates soar Words of wisdom Matter no more The victor is marching Setting up new rules Following the guidelines Made for fools Patrolling the streets Guarding the order Dissadisfaction toward power A need to raise a resistance to fight Ride the fire Fight the false occupation Raise a standard Of will and bravery Banish the intruders Who scorch the land Make a statement Reinforce your stand This war will be delt with Casualties remain unknown
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 15, 2025
Calling for the last reserves For this great attack No mercy will be given Striking through the Ardennes Once again with a formidable force From the scattered remnants Logistic miracle of some sort Firmly depending on this The last hope, even if desperate Extreme fuel sortage Along with exhausted men Fed with propaganda Expecting to create confusion And neutralize the western front It had to be under bad weather conditions Only option was an surprise attack Absolute Allied air superioty above As the German planes just wouldn't be able to fly Just too proud of letting it go Even though the chances on Antwerp were abysmal Heavy planning at last offers a solution To mess up the Allied game Drafted so long, firmly in secrecy Beginning the offensive with great sensation Ninety minutes of artillery strikes The heavy winter storms are raging on The roads are blocked, it's nobodies gain anymore Heavy casualties on the rise A cruesome realisation to the enemy lines The initial success quickly goes sour This advance is forced into an halt at Bastogne The Battle Of The Bulge
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 15, 2025
Screams of despair Echoing beyond The piles and mass graves Of fallen men Weeping in silence Above the smoldering ruins The unforseen terror Withering defeat The search for power Endless wrangle Never peace A twisted illusion Servants of war Structured to death Only in figures Carrying out orders Mobilizing masses Against who oppose us Blindly they follow No matter what the price is The remnants of joy Now swept away with force Tools of destruction World covered in flames "Never again shall this heinousness happen" These words were told after the war No matter the assertings, the conflicts shall occur The greed of human nature The feebleness, wars shall go on
Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 15, 2025
Eight thousand tanks clashing In the Operation Zitadelle A German offensive To help retrieve the initiative in the east The largest armoured battle Campaing launched in 1943 After the crushing defeat of Stalingrad Pin them down, once and for all Planning on encirclement But suprise factor was long lost Good soviet intelligence Preparations were bold The line of defense Built to slow the spearheads down Anti-tank, vast minefields With blitzkrieg Wehrmacht again marches forth The northern operation is a failure Germans fell short In the southern face: The battle of Prokhorovka rages on Merciless outburst of lead Steel rain from every direction As motorized battalions collide On Russian soil When the stakes were high Soon short of fuel, out of armor As waffen-SS spearheads meet The Russian superioty, T-34 Tide finally turns The operation is called off Axis fails to conquer In the battle of Kursk
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 15, 2025
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