The trampled rose on the blood red field
Where battle raged and fates were sealed,
Was all that stayed of a soldiers dream
Of a love that died with a soldiers scream.
Where hearts were called to the battle cry,
And dying eyes looked to the sky,
Where life was lost and freedom found,
Where a blood red rose fell to the ground.
Where cannons roared and death laid claim,
Where a final word was a whispered name,
Where a battle raged for freedoms cause,
And a soldier died for the trampled rose.