Remember

Put next to a young boy
In a knee-deep trench
Whose hand even trembles
When he keeps it clenched
We attack tomorrow
In dawn’s early light
And as this sinks in
I’m so scared
I can’t wait for it and tonight
To be over

– Twelfth Night: Sequences

Welcome to Hell
Welcome to Hell on Earth
No need for sin
No sign of Man’s rebirth

– Magenta: The Ballad of Samuel Layne

Gather round reluctant marksmen
One of them to take his life
With a smile he gives them pardon
Leaves the dark and takes the light

They dispatch their precious cargo
Knock him back right off his feet
And they pray may no one follow
Better still to face the beast

When the field has become a garden
And the wall has stood the test
Children play and the dogs run barking
Who would think or who would guess

– Magnum: Les Morts Dansants.