Today we suffer a loss, incomparable to any other,
for today we have loss more than a friend
we have lost a brother.

Tonight we mourn, we take the time to bury our dead
among the countless others that surround
but we mourn as one, as family,
so draw near, and gather 'round.

Tonight we lift our candles, and voices high,
we lift up our thoughts and prayers
to our dearly departed
into the sky.
May heaven hear us,
if they haven't before
to let our fallen brother,
through Heaven's Door.

May he be lifted up, and ascended on high,
to somewhere where evil can not reach,
to where even he can not hear our cry.

So mourn tonight,
by candle light.
For tomorrow we march
"Once more unto the breach".

Hold your head up high,
and march bravely forth brothers and sisters all.
For we march and carry on,
and remember the fight, is for all those who had to fall.

That we may live the life,
a future safe and clear
for the ones that we love,
and those we once held dear.

So we march,
we march
we march on evermore
amidst the dead and dying,
we march ever onward
onward unto war.