Eager to join, those ignorant souls Rallied behind the sound of noises, sold None wanted to miss a chance at fame Or be called out by their brothers and put to shame None had experienced the battle cries Or could conceivably imagine the horrors invented It became a field for new weapons tried Their fate, of mass death, was already cemented Most went to the front line, grossly ill equipped Believing they'll return soon, as they got shipped Neither bunker nor trenches were safe harbor to troops amass Choking, convulsing, fighting to breathe As they succumbed to the poisonous gases Lungs crying out, as you hear life's last wheeze Clambering to climb out of death trap trenches Only to be ensnared by razor infused barbed wire fences Then mowed down by bullets thousands per second From machine guns, another unknown weapon And what new monster is this item called "tank" Crushing everything beneath its metal tracks As all hope of survival drained and sank Leaving the officers and generals dumb founded in their barracks And if these were not enough to demoralize the most patriotic spirit There was that deadly shower that rained down from the flying bird The only glory lost souls got was a shiny badge of merit There is no end to this gory tale you must have heard In trenches, on land and from the sky came the death calling Over twenty million lost their lives as those innocent bodies kept falling Those scenes from "Apocalypse World War I, imprinted on my mind Why intelligence keeps failing, the reason, I cannot find.