El nombre de la batalla es la 3ª Batalla de Ypres, pero se la denomina la Batalla de Passchendaele porque la toma del pueblo de Passchendaele y su cresta (Passchendaele ridge) se convirtieron en los objetivos primarios de la campaña al final de ésta. La Batalla de Passchendaele sucedió entre julio y diciembre de 1917.
El avance se realizó el 31 de julio de 1917, con 2 ataques, uno por el nord-este y por el este, en un principio se hicieron notables avances, pero una lluvia que no cesaría hasta 4 días después hizo imposible el avance de los carros blindados, la tierra estaba inundada y las trincheras y los agujeros realizados por la artilleria se llenaban de agua, aqui comenzaría una batalla convertida en una masacre por culpa del Alto Mando Británico, que no consideró las pérdidas frente a una posible campaña futura y emplear las tropas como reserva.
Los alemanes tenian la posición elevada, mientras que los britanicos tenian la posición baja, ante la lluvia constante hizo que las trincheras a menudo se llenaran hasta la cintura de los soldados, o que todo ataque realizado por los britanicos fuera en vano dado que no habia cortuna de humo realizada por el fuego de artilleria capaz de ocultar a los hombres avanzando (que ese era el plan del General Plumer)
Durante esta ofensiva, ambos bandos perdieron un total combinado de más de medio millón de hombres. Con pérdidas británicas más cuantiosas
Hear the sound of the machine gun
Hear it echo in the night
Mortars firing, rains the scene
Scars the fields that once were green
It's a stalemate at the front line
Where the soldiers rest in mud
Rosen houses, all is gone
There's no glory to be won
Know that many men will suffer
know that many men will die
Half a million lives at stake
At the fields of Paschendale
And as night falls the general calls and the battle carries on
I long what is the purpose of it all
What's the price of a mile
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out
Thousands of machine guns
Get on firing through the night
Mortars placed and wreck the scene
Guns the fields that once were green
Still a dead-lock at the front line
Where the soldiers die in mud
Rosen, houses since long gone
Still no glory has been won
Know that many men has suffered
Know that many men has died
Six miles of ground has been won
Half a million men are gone
And as the men crawl the general call and the killing carry on
I long what was the purpose of it all
What's the price of a mile
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives
Thousands of feat march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out
Young men are dying
They pay the price
Oh how they suffer
So tell me what's the price of a mile
That's the price of a mile
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out
Joe, qué pasada, cuánto sabes ^^
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