Black rose, the surprise every family hate
The only fate we all have to face,
Nobody understand your timing but you are never late
And in you presence families wear petals covered with pain,
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Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant;
Wail of the pines and a wind with the shout of a giant;
Night and a trail unknown and a heart reliant.
Give me to live and love in the old, bold fashion;
A soldier's billet at night and a soldier's ration;
A heart that leaps to the fight with a soldier's passion.