The Fallen Ones

The battlefields a lonley place
where shells and death abound
Where shots ring out and men and boys
fall dead upon the ground

Do not weep for us they’ll say
our pain and hurt is past
When we were called to duty
we did it to the last.

So rest in peace my valiant ones
your duty now is done
We won’t forget the price that’s
paid by each and ever one

We pray that what you died for
will remain within out hearts
For those brave souls who lay beneath
the fields of foreign parts

So wear your poppy now with pride
and honour the memory of all who died