1914 - Arditi

I
Light up the night
The purifying fire
Of hand grenades
Becomes your defiler
Estimate
Of the enemy's intentions
By the way
We came for you in trenches

Bayonet in throat
Trench club stuck in your skull
Overage
Of bloodlust desires
On and on
Beat down the enemies
By the way
We came for you in trenches

Guards of war
When daylights gone, we light the fire
Guards of war
We took the death for you for hire
Guards of war
Bayonets as God, blood as religion
Guards of war
Vengeance in death
No benediction