The Black Gates

Bring up those brave hearts
Ride forward with chins held high,
Fear nothing,
We will die in glory,
In honour,
For the our friends,
Our small friends,
We may see our wives,
Our families,
Our futures,
But now we weep,
As we fight.
We sacrifice ourselves,
For the future of our sons,
Our names will never be forgotten,
Look at those figures,
Crawling up the mountain,
We are fighting for them,
We here for them,
We put our doom on those
Two figures.
Fight bravely.