So recently this earth was torn
and ripped by bomb and shell.
The smell of death is on the air,
In these trenches, silence dwells.
From these dug pits our soldiers rose
Upon the dread command
They stepped into a deadly rain
and bled a deathly pale.
For now the guns are silent.
Men died for crown and King.
Here Tommies gave up youth and life
at this place where no birds sing.