I am so sorry that you bleed
I weep for thy fallen son
A man killed a man guarding memories of fellow men
We wanted you to stay pure as Yukon snow.
We wanted you to stay… You know..
A member of the club
Initiated by terror and blood
Shot in the back
No God in a sucker punch.
I will sing your song and weep
I will pray for the soldiers kin
I will ask God to intervene on our behalf….
If by chance that God doesn’t listen
We will live beside you…
We will fight beside you… Oh, Canada.