Cry of the living

To the fallen combatant:

Awaken us oh brave voice, now silent;

Command thee our hearts and minds, to serve

The land that bore thee; which after a salient

Battle; thy lifeless corpse still doth preserve.

Oh eyes, from the glow of life now fastened;

Release ours to the brilliant and unhindered insight

Of thy soul; that awful violence hath hastened

To the realm of eternal peace and wisdom's light

Move us oh burly sinew, now unmoving;

Into the dark and empty gorges of our fractured wit;

Where we may find more adverse cause for grieving,

Beyond thy fiery crematorium and marble lined pit.

Redeem us, oh courageous soul unyielding;

From the cruelty that hath denied us thy golden years.

Douse the fire that burns within us unceasing;

Fueling the furnace of endless ruin with our own tears.

Dawn on living souls, oh peace of the departed;

With thy gentle hands, remove the thorns of spite

from wounded hearts, and reunite brethren once parted,

And lift our hearts to love's unassailable hight.

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