Straits Of Blood Lyrics

Despite overtures by the allies

The Ottomans decide to join with the Germans

They will wage war for their ancient territory they'll fight

Their ancient enemy the Russians

They have control of the supply lines

The Dardanelle straits and the Black Sea

Istanbul overlooking it all the allies must attack and seize

To sail through the straights take control insular

Sailing on sailing right past the Gallipoli Peninsula

But they are fools truly if they think

The Ottomans wouldn't mount a defense

Laying out mines all throughout the water

So dense it'll cut right through their ships

Sail through the Straits of the Dardanelles

Okay, but they prepared well

They have mines laid out in the sea

The word doom is what they spell

For all the men who are claimed by the sea

But there's no way they can fail

The seas look calm but they become a grave

In the future there's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

A vast naval fleet passes through the straits

Explosions rock the decks of the ships

Mines detonating along with heavy guns

Start to damage the vessels start to rip

A few ships sunk at the entrance of the channel

Sends panic all throughout the line

Some can be saved but a few of the ships

Lost every man to the waters hard to find

They must turn back or be annihilated

A humiliating loss they must shift

Switch up their plans and secure the peninsula

With an army on the shores marching in

Battleships sunk the Navy falls back

It is now up to the army

To make the passage safe an amphibious assault

Like the world has never seen but is it folly

Sail through the Straits of the Dardanelles

Okay, but they prepared well

They have mines laid out in the sea

The word doom is what they spell

For all the men who are claimed by the sea

But there's no way they can fail

The seas look calm but they become a grave

In the future there's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

In the future

There's no way you can tell

The landing crafts are prepared

Land on the beaches unaware

Traverse now up the steep cliffs

The enemy is surprised with all this

But the enemy has the high ground

And on the flatter beaches men are shot down

The machine guns will make it quick work

Fallen soldiers filled with bullets shot in quick burst

The dead here are the lucky ones

The wounded are left to bleed out the ocean turns to blood

The dead here are the lucky ones

The men in the trenches left to watch them rot in the sun up above

There's no decision in these battles digging in

Trenches are established misery filling them

In between the lines see the corpses pile up

The men who went over lay dead where they slump

Beautiful sunrise over the Aegean

Is offset by the stench of the dead oh the feeling

The living must feel as the flies start to swarm

And disease make conditions turn from bad to revealing

The dead here are the lucky ones

The wounded are left to bleed out the ocean turns to blood

The dead here are the lucky ones

The men in the trenches left to watch them rot in the sun up above

The dead here are the lucky ones

The wounded are left to bleed out the ocean turns to blood

The dead here are the lucky ones

The men in the trenches left to watch them rot in the sun up above

In the sun up above