The Fallen

Here I stand stained in red bodies lie all around the 
battle
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...