"1917 (The Isonzo Front)" lyrics

The river of grief and pain
Forbearing Soča, carries blood to the sea
No river has seen so many horrible endings

We're advancing forward
We're crossing the rubicon
We are unstoppable
The 5th K.u.K Army

We attack again!
From May to November
Half a million lost
The battle raged
Their lives cut short, Missa pro defunctis
With every surge, the tides shifted away

Isonzo front

Look at my face
It's the last thing you'll see
I smell the stench of rot from your mouth
I see your fear, and you see my bayonet
Slowly you choke on blood as I slit your throat

This is the end of everything
Your eyes shall no longer see

With lifeless glass, you'll gaze at the sky
For this marks your end

Here only death is real

The Isonzo gory campaign
Two years, over one million lost
An enormous price Italy paid
A fierce and unrelenting test

We're advancing forward
We're crossing the rubicon
We are unstoppable
The 5th K.u.K Army

We attack again!
From May to November
Half a million lost
The battle raged
Their lives cut short, Missa pro defunctis
With every surge, the tides shifted away

Isonzo front
The river of death