the fight

Every time the horn sounds

Every time the flag is raised

I’ll walk this road

With my shield and my sword

To the open gate

Will pull myself and

Walk straight

Across that open gate

Wounds won’t pain

Injuries won’t bother

When I had crossed that gate

I stand tall, I stand brave

Only in my heart I know

I see my grave

The battle is lost

The enemy strong

Still I stand as ‘hope’

Might not for long

Sometimes my shield falls

Sometime I pick my sword

All I know that I have to fight

Not for me but for the belief

That I’m strong and I”ll win

I bled yesterday and

I bleed today

I’ll fight tomorrow

If this is not my last day

 As I’m a hero in those eyes

For whom I’ll fight, to die