A weird fusion of deaf metal and slide guitar.

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Right at the start of recording "Moon Rock", I intended to create a concept album called "The Chaos Engine", a title I'd shamelessly stolen from a novel, about a mysterious metaphorical device that seeds war, discontent and such on Earth. Then I discovered that just about every other bugger had nicked the same idea, including for a computer game, so I laid the idea to rest.

This track alone remained, and the previous paragraph hopefully explains why a song with lyrics about the first world war suddenly mentions this "Chaos Engine" thing for apparently neither rhyme nor reason. Most of those I heartlessly forced to listen to my works thought this one of the better tracks. The vocal is less bad than most, and the slide guitar (performed using a short section of 22mm copper water pipe as a slide) adds a nice aura of chaos to the proceedings. Even the vaguely Floyd-ish atmospheric middle has its moments, even if it is sadly let down by yet another sampled drum, which is supposed to sound like a Drum Of Death and instead sounds like somebody throwing a rugby ball against a plastic dustbin. That's what you get for being too cheap to hire a drummer.

I was a child of sixteen the day I went to war,
We were all smiling as we marched through the recruitment office door,
They told us shiny faced lads we would be home by Christmas,
Before the first snow's falling, before our mums had missed us,

They took us to the country to teach us to be men,
Made us fit for the heroes' land that we'd return to once again,

We learned to march in straight lines, we learned to murder sandbags,
We packed up all our troubles into our khaki kitbags,
The Autumn leaves were falling, back home by Spring we reckoned,
Beyond the far horizon from France the trenches beckoned,

They talked about the Empire and the never-setting sun,
They told us they were born to rule and we were born to fight the Hun,

We stood upon the dock wearing our uniforms with pride,
Before the day was done we were washed out on the tide...

I saw the Chaos Engine RISE!

Hup, two, three four, hup, two, three, four...