1915

by Saul Blease

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Last year was the centenary of the “war to end all wars” and I had the idea to compose some music around the subject. Rather than just release one song or EP in 2014, I decided it would be an interesting concept to release one song a year, from 2014 to 2018 that, combined, would form one (longer) piece of music. 1914 was released last December and now here is the second piece 1915...

1915 has been released on the centenary of the first use by British forces of gas as a weapon of war at the Battle of Loos. The horrific effects of gas warfare was immortalised in Wilfred Owen's poem Dulce et Decorum est, which is referenced in this song.

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released September 22, 2015

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Saul Blease Bristol, UK

Multi-instrumentalist and singer / songwriter from sunny Bristol creating new music that fuses together elements of alternative, heavy and progressive rock, with splashes of industrial and electronica.

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Track Name: 1915
We the Old Contemptible few
drinking char then we stand to
Digging in behind the bags

Trenches stretch across the land
In Flanders mud we stand
In the pink behind the bags

Hunkered down behind the wire
bumped by Hun artillery fire
In a funk behind the bags

From the posts barb wire strung
no-mans land the bodies hung
Just napoo behind the bags


Sunset on the western front
once more the evening hate
A thousand guns now taunt us
there’s no escape from our fate

Direct hit, no body remains
just fragments of bone an’ skin
Brass hats will be sending out
telegram for the next of kin

Does an angel float above us?
Can’t see through the shot and shell
As the world tears up around us
Why would an angel visit Hell?

Does an angel float above us?
Can’t see through the shot and shell
As the world tears up around us
Why would an angel visit Hell?


Hear the hoots early morning
Bob-man calls out the warning
(Gas, gas comes the shout!)

Floundering in a green sea
fumble my mask to save me
(Gas, gas spreads all about!)

Someone yelling, going down
on dry land begins to drown
(Gas, gas, thick green light)

Spewing cud gasping breath
another here is touched by death
(Gas, gas into the dark night)


They said to die for England here
is something sweet and right
Watching Tommy spew his guts out
no, dying’s not a glorious sight

They said it'd be over soon
that we’d be home by Christmas day
Dying here in a gas-filled trench
is that really what they say?
Track Name: Angel of Mons
They say it’ll be over soon
home by Christmas day
Standing here in a muddy trench
is that really what they say?

They said it’d be over soon
that we’d be home by Christmas day
Dying here in a gas-filled trench
is that really what they say?

Does an angel float above us?
Can’t see through the shot and shell
As the world tears up around us
Why would an angel visit Hell?