Comrad, don't cry.
We were born to die.
We pledged our allegience
to the soverigns.
We slew dragons of fear
in jungles of lost hope,
where friend and foe lay
in the same cold vein of clay.
Our names will fade
from the tablets of memory,
but the winds of chagrin
will forever pipe
our gallantries.
Our prayers will gird the earth.
and bring peace to mankind.
