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Saddled with disgraced command

Shallow slit trenches, blasted by sand

Inexperienced troops were spread thin

Dispersed - by harsh terrain

The scorching sun blaze - on withered men

Exhausted and mauled - slaughtered one to ten

Exasperated and exposed, on topographic crests

Their ghastly silhouettes were marked for death

It was murder!

Into the muzzles of concealed eighty-eights they rolled

It was murder!

Tank after tank, blown to bits, lured into the fold

Air superiority was forfeited

The gruesome shelling intensified

Howling Stukas piling up the dead

Their lifeless eyes looks to the sky

Another nail in the coffin hammered down

Bearing the mark of the Afrika Korps

Cold winds of death sweeps the battered ground

Grinded into dust, lies the Allied force

Before them, the victorious amass

Silence falls upon the Kasserine Pass

It was murder!

Into the muzzles of concealed eighty-eights they rolled

It was murder!

Tank after tank, blown to bits, lured into the fold

Just like so many before them

Returned to earth condemned

Condemned

Just like so many before them

Returned to earth condemned

Just like so many before them

Returned to earth condemned

Condemned

Condemned

Condemned

Faded bones

In windswept soil

Eclipsed by stone

In consecrated void