Ultimate Sacrifice

I feel the shiver creeping up my back,
As I call my men for the frontal attack.
I hear the guns shooting us down,
The bullets kept hitting the golden crown.
Through the fence, under and over,
We then kept to the ground going ever lower.
There we could only stay, pinned down and kept,
Those behind knew and owed us the debt.
In the war-zone here we lie,
For those to win we had to die.

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