"He saw crosses grow on Anzio, where no soldiers sleep, & where hell is six feet deep, that death does wait, there’s no debate, so charge and attack, we're going to Hell and Back! Oh gather round me, & listen while I speak, of a war where Hell is six feet deep, & all along the shore, where cannons still roar, they’re haunting my dreams, they’re still there when I sleep!"😢😣