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Bolt upright

Staring down the sights

Still holding firing position

Behind the breech of the MG92

Squad arranged

By the book

But taken out

Decrowned

His head

Decrowned

Still in death

Throughout eternity

About to fire

Longing to kill

Kill

Top of skull

Blasted off

Brains exposed

Scalped by heavy fire

Decomposed

He met the bitter end

Steadfast in defence

Frozen in time

Redesigned

As brass slugs corrode

His body rots away

No more to be done

For his emperor

A setting sun

His head

Decrowned

His head

Decrowned

Decrowned