Carry On

Even when the sky is black,

And morning will not come,

When the sky cries,

And the earth dies,

One foot after another,

We will cary on,

Even though you are dead and gone.

Our eyes are empty,

Our hearts are broken,

Yet we shall soldier on.

Though blood and grime,

Death and crime,

We will walk,

Waving your banner,

You are dead and gone,

But your legacy will live on.

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