I do now know who you are, but I know just how you died

Awash with crimson boyhood blood a heart that never cried

A name that's long forgotten a stone I view each year

An unnamed hero with no face, a hero with no fear

Your bloodied death once stained a field blown apart by war

Man to man in a senseless fight, from field out to shore

Strangers joined across a land, become brothers in fight

Side by side they die as one, in victory unite

Millions lost their lives for us so we could all be free

Yet generations that you died for repeat a bloody history

The price you paid gifted hope that we take for granted

We need to learn from yesteryear and grow the seeds you planted

The callous wind blows against my face yet the poppies they remain

A reminder of the sacrifice, the suffering and pain

I stand here with my son, just as my father once with me

In remembrance of the millions who died for us, so we could be free

I do now know who you are, but I know just how you died

Awash with crimson boyhood blood a heart that never cried