The call of the black dog
As he's heading all of the sheep
Lead blindly down the dark road
And quietly to their sleep
The sweetest lie
Made only of sin and deceit
How fitting it is
To die for ones country
The bones of the fallen
Lying in a heap
The stillness of the water
For the memories that have been
We were so young
Yet we live to fight another day
The sky will not weep for us
But only for those who had stayed
So fight on for those
Who could not make it back home
All that you've shed is not in vain
So fight on the light shall triumph over the night
Your duty is done
Now rest your head
The bones of the fallen
Lying in a heap
The stillness of the water
For the memories that have been
We were so young
Yet we live to fight another day
The sky will not weep for us
But only for those who had stayed
So fight on for those
Who could not make it back home
All that you've shed is not in vain
So fight on the light shall triumph over the night
Your duty is done
Now rest your head
So fight on for those
Who could not make it back home
All that you've shed is not in vain
So fight on the light shall triumph over the night
Your duty is done
Now rest your head
