Sacriphyx - Food For The Front lyrics

From the field kitchen he did troop With two canisters filled with soup His feet felt old and his aching limbs felt numb He had promised his mates with soup he'd come So alone he continued through trenches and raped earth Concentrating on not spilling soup for all he was worth But the way it was long and the burden was great Stray bombs landed near, was he now tempting fate Reasonably quiet on the front but he knew snipers well Though the land seemed dead still they would dwell Before the war he was a wanderer, a swagman if you will Humping his drum through valleys, plains and over hill His Billy on his swag had now popped into his head For similar was the containers that now weighed him down like lead A stray shell landed near and his mind returned to the job He quickened his awkward walk as his heart began to throb When a shell landed nearer and a container was rent asunder He stared in disbelief then his cursed raped the air like thunder He sat the last one down and took a little rest The freight it had knocked the wind from his chest He rubbed his eyes and it seemed rather strange to him That his usually faultless vision was now going dim He was now confused at where he was, why was he sitting down? Why was he dressed in khaki, what's this red fluid on the ground? He had not felt the shrapnel that had torn a hole in his side In the mud of a ruined trench he closed his eyes and died