• Here we stand on the edge of tomorrow
    Standing strong through our sorrow
    Looking back on the pain of yesterday
    And the dead as they lay

    To rest in place
    To be remembered
    And to just full never to be forgotten

    In a field of blood
    Matching the poppies drenched in red
    Our comrades part of our brotherhood
    Now that they are dead
    Let us never forget
    What they will never regret