"May God Be With Us."

High upon the desert hill
brave men lie in shadows
where gun echoes shrill
the deathly vivid sounds,
silhouetted upon every eye

for the wind to mourn
the dreaded silence
for young men proud
now lying buried alive
wrapped in a somber veil.

There where no one dares
to whisper or find them
in the shallow graves
to wash away their pain
and hear them moaning,

searching for a memory
from wives and children
to love them dearly
as they die for liberty
the honor to be a man.

O freedom where are we
faithful to the cause
to lie and see our fate
there hiding in the hills
the bombs to ignite,

no more tears today
for families back home,
a million stars shining
on brave men dying
saying a prayer -
"God will be with us."