Burning Sulphur by Mortal Wound Lyrics

Immersed in dung
Swollen, gangrenous
Carried by infantry

There was once
A small hole
For light and for air

Archlight
Ammo dump
Angel track
Azimuth

Blood trail
Body bag
Discharged
Empty shells

Lit up
Fired on
Shot and killed
Mortal wound
There was once
A small hole
For light and for air

Slipping into madness
The smell of burning sulphur
Grown men crying
Crawling by the river