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Rattling Old Death-Throes

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On the shores and the seas they gave for their queen
They sold their lives dearly to keep us from seeing
They dropped like flies and they dug their own
We never saw their faces again, they never returned home
They're just a bunch of ghosts that we will never replace
Remember the fallen, honour their sacrifice
To the glory, the pride, the passion to which they died
Never surrender and never forget
The past. Their past. The lives that did not last
There’s blood in the fields and there’s blood on our hands
The blood in our veins is where they’ll remain
Kept in our minds they’ll never die
The candles in the night we’ll never snuff out
Remember the fallen, honour their sacrifice
To the glory, the pride, the passion to which they died
Never surrender and never forget
The past. Their past. The lives that did not last
They were our fathers, our brothers and our sons
Who gave for the streets in blood, sweat and tears
Their sacrifice. Our promise. The rattling of old death-throes
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Ro-Noziglia's avatar
Bravo! Really liked It :D specially, the mention of the word sacrifice,
changing subject, did you watch World Z War ? (deads remind me of It ehehe)