as we stand there
and remember his presence
that is no longer near
his smile fades gently
into a higher place
as your name is called
silent tears
of ours weaped
and you don't answer
the last roll call
as we remember
what we have lost
a friend
a brother in arms
in the wages of war
of this were certain
you'll be avenged
your voice in our heads
your last command
we'll drive us to the end
as we stand here
a final salute
a final goodbye
a final prayer
in the last roll call
Jan 21, 2010
Jan 21, 2010 at 7:10 PM UTC
as we stand there
and remember his presence
that is no longer near
his smile fades gently
into a higher place
as your name is called
silent tears
of ours weaped
and you don't answer
the last roll call
as we remember
what we have lost
a friend
a brother in arms
in the wages of war
of this were certain
you'll be avenged
your voice in our heads
your last command
we'll drive us to the end
as we stand here
a final salute
a final goodbye
a final prayer
in the last roll call
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