1914 - Ottoman Rise
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Ottoman Rise

Thru the night
I hear war-cries
Shots and whistles of yataghans
Here comes the 57th infantry Regiment
Lead by Ataturk

Our ANZAC Corps
Was entrenched at the Gallipoli coast
Ottoman machine-guns
Met us with fire
We did not expect
Such furious defense
So far away from home
We died
At the nomads land


We thought they were barbarians
But encountered
Well-trained and organized imperial army
With cannons and machine-guns
How can we win
When their commander
Ordered them:

I do not order to fight,
I order you to die.
In the time which passes
Until we die,
Other troops
Can come forward
And take our places
Inshalah!

Ottoman rise!
Inshalah!