Shadows lengthening. 95 steps I'm taking. With every step I'm longing for the luck to keep on living. The drum calls me back again to my senses, filled with shame. I wish this night would never end, and no-man's-land the sun would not rise again. There was laughing, & I could not laugh. There was singing, & I could not sing. The big guns called me back again. I hear voices singing. I hear the guns beginning. Far off, far away I hear the guns again.