The sound of death approaching near
Call to the battlefield was clear
To uphold, honor, and obey
No turning back, he chose to stay
For loved ones and those that were dear

Swallowing his pride, wiping tears
No pain did he feel and no fear
A soulful song, for him, they play
The sound of death approaching near

From above, an angel sings cheer
Saint Michael himself doth appear
Victory rings true, how brave were they
There is no night, no more the day
Their cry is all that he can hear
The sound of death approaching near

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