Rated: T

Writing done by Rainbowfartz.

They are hungry

Waiting to be fed

They are the ashen faces

Of the dead


They are beaten, useless and gone

They have become the devil’s pawn

Their hollow eyes and sunken faces

Names and memories of foreign places


They are sallow

They are crying

They are left to wallow

In their own defeat


They are dead, fallen and lost

Their bodies covered in endless frost

The soldiers march into the plate

They have come much too late