Fallen

Onwards broken soldier,

No rest for the weary,

Onwards broken soldier,

Your heart's respite is no glory.

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And from our lands to our foes,

We’ll seek to theirs and find their gold,

Till broken shells are visible more than once,

Till glass and shrapnel scatter the lands.

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Onwards broken soldier,

Your toil is not in vain,

For with your blood and suffering,

A worthy hero will be unnamed.