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Lansquenets standing in line

Mercenary armies, dogs of war

Driven by greed and bloodlust

Deployment of men at arms

No common purpose,  in a war-torn country

Halberds, swords and muskets, death-defying warriors

Waiting for the battle cry, marching to the drums of war

Armament baptized in blood

Blood stained body armors, reflecting in the sun

Bronze-cannons brought in position

Roaring thunder throwing bullets, bolts and arrows to the enemy lines

Cavalry in battle-frenzy, hoofs and lanceheads crushing bones

Iron weapons bashing helmets and cleaving the skulls

March of the lansquenets

Living on the battlefield

Made them masters of warcraft

Death - the only faithful comrade

Wounded soldiers in death throes

Crows picking their eyes

Vultures heading for loot

The death-toll of honor