 DIM RED LIGHTS NO SERENADE,
TOWN OF TROUBLE AND STRIFE,
EXPLOSIONS IN THE NIGHT,
ANOTHER SOLDERS LIFE.GOATS CAMELS & MANGY CURS,
ASSASSINS IN THE NIGHT,
A PLACE RENOWN FOR MURDERERS
A BRITISH SOLDIES PLIGHT.
FRIENDS HAVE GONE & BODIES BLED,
THROUGHOUT THESE LAST FEW YEARS,
SILENT VALLY HOLDS OUR DEAD,
AND OUR TEARS WE HAVE SHED .
. SUN SHINES NOW ON DESERT SANDS,
SAND STAINED WITH BRITISH BLOOD,
SOON WE LEAVE FOR FAR OF LANDS,
WITH FOG,RAIN AND MUD. YET WHERE WOULD ALL THERE FREEDOM BE,
WHEN EVERY THING IS LOST,
IT’S WHEN WE ARE NOT ABOUT TO SEE,
TI’S THEN THEY WILL KNOW THE COST.
GOD BLESS THE ONE’S
WE LEFT BEHIND.
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