Strain - Lost Signal

There we stood upon the ridge

Awaiting the edge of dawn

Watching the skies for signs of life

Our faces lost in time

This foreign land on which we stand

Bears the marks of empathy

The final days of sweat and strain

Will live in infamy

Our soldiers fled and our heroes bled

As the axis made its advance

False hopes remained though most disdained

There is nothing left to see

It’s all gone way too far

Never thought of consequences

Forgetting where I’ve been

Yet I see it in my dreams

I can see the endless sky

I can feel the fire burning

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

The morning after strikes

The burning hammer falls

Looking down of fields of fallen

The future seems so bleak

Our strength is growing weak

But we cannot surrender

No we cannot surrender