The body flies... against the wall... against the...nHe's... deadnBut he says this isn't overnHe says we have just begunnnWe call out in victory and in anguishnBecause We didn't fight the right onenA war is headed our way but we'll be right at the front linesnProtecting our peoplennThis is the end of you, of my brothersnWe freed our homenAnd my father, oh my father, how you must benPleased in your grave, your spirit can now resnnAnd now we march onto the end!