The Dead, Lost and Gone

The world is ending
In our eyes
Letters Sending
As we die

Forever lost in the graves we've dug
We say our silent goodbyes

And as we drift
Sounds start to fade
While we close our minds

Things left behind remain
Leaving nothing
Our presence fled

In the depths
A soldier cries
His only friend
Has now died

Left alone
In a terrible place
We close our eyes

Soon we will see
The light of a place
We used to be

We are the dead
The lost, the gone
We are the ANZAC's
Who forever live on

You are the ones
The ones who remember

Remember not the war
Not the battle nor the blood

Remember the fallen
Of mud and earth
Fragmented pieces of tiny scrap metal

Remember why they fought
And who they fought for

But most of all
Remember who they were

Scared young men
Taken from their homes
Transformed in hope

The bringers of freedom