Poison Fog

Dominate, new technologies dominate the war
 Exterminate, Overthrow the enemy
 Asphyxiate, The call for retribution

 Vicious death creeping across the fields
 Mustard gas, a deadly hellish fiend
 A choking grip is locked around your neck
 Vomit blood. Your face turns grey. You are dead

 Nauseate. Malicious pain ripping through your lungs
 Degenerate. The weary crucifixion
 Hallucinate. Inhale, exhale

 Feel the wind blow in your direction
 Breath of death. Fog thickens the air
 No code of honor, you dogs of war
 1917, we're gasping for air

 I cannot breathe, I cannot see
 Poison fog. Poison fog
 Inhaling mustard gas. It kills me in my sleep
 Poison fog. Poison fog.

 Exhaustion, dehydration
 The water is foul with decay and excrement and something dead
 It's covered with sour mustard gas

 As I watched them in bright daylight
 When crawling through the poison clouds, I saw them burn away
 My name should have been written between theirs on stones
 In dreams I still see, hear and smell them every single night

 Dominate, new technologies dominate the war
 Exterminate, Overthrow the enemy
 Asphyxiate, The call for retribution

 Feel the wind blow in your direction
 Breath of death. Fog thickens the air
 No code of honor, you dogs of war
 1917, we're gasping for air

 I cannot breathe, I cannot see
 Poison fog. Poison fog
 Inhaling mustard gas. It kills me in my sleep
 Poison fog. Poison fog.

 Exhaustion, dehydration
 The water is foul with decay and excrement and something dead
 It's covered with sour mustard gas