In the depths of fortitude

Lies the graves of the brave.

There in therir sincerity

Are the remains of heroes.

Who can count what they have done

When after the battles smoke has spun.

There they lie with cannon shot

That took the brave and gave it a grave.

Oh let their cries in battle be heard

And let them echo over the field of dead.

Where into the battle they took no heed

As to the outcome, as they charged ahead.