angsharpek

If I die in on the battlefield Don’t morn me as I pass Let it be known, I didn’t die alone But with those behind the glass Their faces strike fear in hearts the of men Who dare appose our mighty land? I fought and died, I cheered and cried For our leaders hand Don’t weep too long for my lost life But cheer my memories My hopes, my dreams, my eyes last gleam And put your mind at ease When I die on the battlefield Don’t morn me as I pass Let it be known, I didn’t die alone But with those behind the glass