When History Cries
Men come forth
Black clouds hover, answer the call
When history cries
Upon the field, once green
Flowing red, wars bitter friend
Men come forth
Sweethearts love lost forever
Patriotism wounded, refuses to die
When history cries
Who knows the heart of warriors
Uniforms identify living and dead, ranks define
Men come forth
When next the call to arms
Forget not valor upon whose fields hero’s are born
Men come forth
When history cries
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