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1915

by Saul Blease

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1915 04:51
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?
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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?
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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 industrial rock, with splashes of electronica.

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