Here I stand, stained in red
Bodies lie all around
The battle lost, and lives the cost
Paid in full and then some

I look around this place, these hills
As children we once did play
Those were times of innocence
Now the dead, they own the place
And once was does not remain
Innocence has turned to pain

When death surrounds and lights not found
The fallen weep in misery,
My hand to theirs and theirs to mine
It's mine to give and them receive

Now stand my friend, it's not the end
Your cries have not gone unheard
New life you'll lead, new things you'll see
And fill your spirit with a new hope...