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Uhlans, 1915

UHLANS, 1915

Soldiers knee-deep in mud, death reliever of sorrow
there are snipers and mines, it's today or tomorrow
infantry take cover, artillery strikes for days
barrage goes on, while shellshock rapes their shattered brains
poison gas burning lungs, "use the chemicals" they say
death has the smell of mustard, when the cannons fade    

Lost is my honour
lost is my life
this useless charge
we perish side by side
Valiant fellows
valiant they ride
in a moment they're slain
no glory or fight


A charge into flames of pain, the barbed wire
human ivy on it, killed by the hail of rapid fire
horses chewed by the teeth of machine guns
innocent blood feeds the mud of no man's land
and we, proud lancers, knights of a war too old
we are gone forever, our fate is to exist no more

Lost is my honour
lost is my life
this useless charge
we perish side by side
Valiant fellows
valiant they ride
in a moment they're slain…


Squadron, Marsch!
Uhlans, Ready, Charge!!!
The Cavalry of Ghosts still rides…