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I come for the fallen
At the break of day
Tears and lamenting
I carry away
The souls of the finest
The brave and the true
Lost to their families
Lost to you

I come for the fallen
I wish to be kind
My face may seem cruel
But later they find
I honour their service
And if I could pray
I’d ask that they live
Were not fallen this day
Lost to you

I come for the fallen
At this bleak morning light
The broken, the vanquished
This terrible sight
The souls of the finest
The brave and the true
Lost to their families
Lost to you
Lost to you

(c) Helen Valentina 2019