Near a river called the Somme
A battle was fought where noone won
A million dead all scattered around
The fought and died for a mile of ground
Bless those souls that fought and died
Forgive them that do talk in pride.
It\'s not a joke when men run to their deaths
For their land and give their last breaths.
I will not forget those
For all their hearts froze
Men living in fear
Brings me to tears
Live for their honour
Live in liberty
They gave all
So we can sleep peacefully
In all of the bravery
Faced with adversary
Sound of a mortar
Tremble a mortal!
Pray that we never
Suffer this blow
Unite all nations
Never a foe.