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Bent double like old beggars in sacks<br />Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags<br />Men marched on sleeping some without boots<br />Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots<br />Of breaking gas shells<br />Dropping softly behind<br />But limped on bloodshod<br />All went lame all went blind<br /><br />Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time<br />Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime<br />Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light<br />In all my dreaming before my helpless sight<br />He plunges at me<br />Choking guttering drowning<br />Put in a wagon he had to keep pace<br />As his eyes melt to his face<br /><br />If you could hear blood<br />Gurgling from ruptured lungs<br />If you could witness<br />Vile sores on innocent tongues<br />You would not tell me<br />Not with such pride and such zest<br />The lies of history<br />Dulce et decorum est<br />Pro patria mori<br />Some desperate glory<br />Pro patria mori<br />As witness disturbs the story<br />Pro patria mori<br />Stand firm boys breathe the glory
New song lyrics
Bent double like old beggars in sacks<br />Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags<br />Men marched on sleeping some without boots<br />Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots<br />Of breaking gas shells<br />Dropping softly behind<br />But limped on bloodshod<br />All went lame all went blind<br /><br />Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time<br />Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime<br />Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light<br />In all my dreaming before my helpless sight<br />He plunges at me<br />Choking guttering drowning<br />Put in a wagon he had to keep pace<br />As his eyes melt to his face<br /><br />If you could hear blood<br />Gurgling from ruptured lungs<br />If you could witness<br />Vile sores on innocent tongues<br />You would not tell me<br />Not with such pride and such zest<br />The lies of history<br />Dulce et decorum est<br />Pro patria mori<br />Some desperate glory<br />Pro patria mori<br />As witness disturbs the story<br />Pro patria mori<br />Stand firm boys breathe the glory
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