Weep O' Soldier
Weep O'Soldier amoung men;
In your courgae we preach.
You lie in disgust , amoung the living;
Blood dripping from your forehead,
Your Pain has no meter.
You knew not that moment your life changed.
Holding togehter yet alone in your misery,
Resting in peace - your beloved.
Searching for your own into the horizon
The smooth surf that turned wild,
Sinking your lands and your home,
Leaving your tears wiped dry.
Weep O'Soldier amoung men;
In your courgae we preach.
Wednesday, January 5, 2005
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