Battle Cry

To hear that cry of the battle wear

Loud and strong with no fear

We are trampled down in to the mud

The soul does call out for blood

Stay up we must with our battle cry

We must not falter, we must not die

The fate we have rests in our fists

Come my brothers charge in to the mist

If we fall we do so proudly

With gallant roars & courage, not cowardly

The time has come with this test of ours

Our memory will live on in a sea of red flowers

Forgotten we will be not

No true sacrifice is ever forgot.

 

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