Soldiers
The tired sun is setting, as it mourns this day,
How beauty, love and light was stolen away.
A morning glory of fire, hangs low in the sky
Once more makes the ground red, where soldiers now lie.
These bodies received, back into earth's womb,
The burnt ground and craters now formed into their tomb.
These good men and women, who fought with all their might,
Along with the sun, now sink back into night
How beauty, love and light was stolen away.
A morning glory of fire, hangs low in the sky
Once more makes the ground red, where soldiers now lie.
These bodies received, back into earth's womb,
The burnt ground and craters now formed into their tomb.
These good men and women, who fought with all their might,
Along with the sun, now sink back into night