Who gave their lives
Have their passage paid
By the countries who needed
Their service
Escorted to the place
Where their souls
Are kept
They are finally
Allowed to sleep
None embrace
Elysium
But once there
They enter a dream
That cannot be described
Ethereal spirits
Speaking
To their king
Are remembered
With honor
More than bones
They are the spark
That live on
They are there
Without pain
At last
