Shells Will Fall

The day has come For the old world to act Nations armed to the teeth Geared up for a conflict Years of planning Armies eager for war Carnage in the works Expecting fast results Unleash the industrial might To take part in modern war Endless firepower Feeding the artillery Destructive force Countless troops involved This crucial moment Decides it all Devastation will prevail The weak outgunned As the stage is set The shells will fall Into extreme lengths Depleting resources But the final goal remains No matter what it takes The phase of mobile war Mostly short lived Battles on multiple fronts Waged in a merciless way Destructive force Countless troops involved This crucial moment Decides it all Devastation will prevail The weak outgunned As the stage is set The shells will fall The day has come For the old world to act Unleash the power The stage is set

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Forming up a grand plan Devised in the admiralty Invasion is needed Approved by the war ministry Into the straits Preparations were flawed Opening a new front Against the weak enemy Situation is alarming Armies pinned down in the west With the pressure mounting It must be redeemed Time to force the straits With the Royal Fleet Unexpected resistance Operational command in disarray Hostile fortifications Hindering the path forward Mobile heavy artillery Underwater dense minefields A new theatre now opened The war expands even wider Obsolete warships The fleet is partially sunk Underestimated defenses Minesweepers not willing to take part Time to force the straits With the Royal Fleet Unexpected resistance Proceed to landings

Four years into the war The front line remains unchanged Countless casualties Wasted for minor gains Bloodshed rages on Gearing up for another try At dawn The offensive begins Through a dense fog Allied troops advance The speed is crucial A total surprise Capture the trench lines The wheels set in motion New tactics Never seen before It’s the best option To break the stalemate First hour of action Straight into the fields Thousands surrender As the front line breaks Hundreds of field guns And howitzers roar The enemy crumbles The speed is regained No prior warning Or initial bombardment Finally the front is open Ramp up the advance A crucial breakthrough With the help of heavy armour Utilizing the gains To achieve the final victory Still a long way to go It is not over yet Months of fighting remains But it’s the last fall

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Far away Sent to a distant land To serve the empire Conscripted en masse With archaic methods Carrying bolt action rifles Counting on ancient beliefs For glory Rushing into the fray Forward This column marches on Through freezing cold A barren frontier awaits Of those who started Many were left behind Those frozen bodies Dispersed across the field Across the field Getting rid of entire generation For the cause so noble and cruel A trouble with the officer core There is no one left to rule In the mind of a grand planner Facts will be put aside Going on with reserves depleted Shortages and morale running low Across this barren frontier They march For greater good It is done

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

On the verge of collapse The days merge into eternity Unforgiving its nature Stretching to a great extent As the rain comes pouring down Soil turns into mud In this god forsaken place We make our last stand Ready the substance Check the wind Open them up And let it spread Inside this mess See the scattered remains On the move Now feeling the stench Shell casings fall Without a sound The air thickens Gasping for breath The sensation burns Excruciating pain Inside this mess See the scattered remains Dead bodies Litter the scene A morbid measure The gas surely affects Lethal means Seen worthwhile Inside this mess See the scattered remains

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Keep the line Move forward Reinforce the line Fresh troops from abroad Enter the carnage Stabilize the front Waiting for their hour Amidst constant war The charge approaching Is it the final dawn? The final dawn A cruel task Feeding the machine Rats and rotten stench Rampant disease Living in this damp hell In constant fear Bodies amounting No one will be spared Climbing over the top Towards the end Prepare the bayonets Hear the sound of the whistle Of the whistle Keep the line Move forward Enter the carnage The battle rages on A cruel task Feeding the machine

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Readying the patrol Defying the surface fleet Invisible and deadly Submerged killer of the seas Rapid predator Counter the dreadnoughts Merchant ships in danger Minelayers on duty Resolution to fulfill The task lies ahead Submerged, ready to attack Sink and eliminate Surface attack Unrestricted mandate Avoiding depth charges Getting closer to obliterate Code breaking Danger from above Strike the convoys Blow them up Resolution to fulfill The task lies ahead Submerged, ready to attack Sink and eliminate Facing acute shortage Supplies are running out A vicious task Thousands of ships were sunk

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

In Flanders fields Where many made their final push Across no man's land Thrown into this living and breathing hell A maze of headstones now stands The moment has come Change the course Strong in numbers And never to be forgotten Offensive will start in full force As the barrage is finally lifted The moment has come Change the course No prolonged suffering As it is over Change the course No more suffering It has begun They are never to be forgotten We are strong in numbers Thrown right into this living hell Among this total mayhem All hope is lost In Flanders fields Across no man's land A maze of headstones now stands The guns roar We are the dead

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025