Play this music while reading this poem to go on a feels trip
I was killed near rzhev in a nameless bog in fifth company on the left flank in a cruel air raid.
I did not hear the explosion and i did not see the flash.
off of a edge into a abyss no start no end.
and in this world till the end of its days neither patches nor badges from my tunic you'll find.
Art of the Soviet Union will be coming soon my comrades as well as the tzarist era.