Broken battered trenches,
and lines of wounded sat on benches,
men spluttering and choking as a deadly warning,
will we live to see the morning?
The air is thick with ghastly stenches,
I’ve welcomed war.

The gas just loves to hiss and groan,
while we’re spluttering that we’re missing home,
the world is turning red and reeking,
and the shrapnel shells are shrieking,
who knows if your blood is slowly leaking?
I’ve welcomed war.

I could hear the growling crescendo of the big guns,
and the thought of mournful mothers losing their sons,
the heat rains down on us like the breath of hell,
the mud and salt, oh that gruesome smell,
I’ve welcomed war.

I have no life left inside me,
I’m useless can’t you see?
I’ve lived for years fighting and fighting,
and seen too many dreadful sightings,
for I have got to now pass on,
the rein, the fight as I am gone,
the poppies grow where I now lay,
and must I say, the foe will pay,
we lay in the ground,
only rarely noticed, I’m gone,
you’ve ruined me war.