In Flanders Fields please, sleep in peace br Sleep - From the Hell you surely knew br The chaos, endured by brothers through br From failing arms your torches flew br Caught by few, who hold them high br Faithfully we carry on br The blood soaked dust you fought upon br Forever remember their poppy red br From which courage, love and honor bled br In Flanders Fields. br br In Flanders Fields please rest in peace br From the noise of War's heartbeat, thunder br From the tainted blood lust mist asunder br Shallow foxholes still tell the secrets br Of their partners loyalty br The ones who never made it home br To feel embrace of family br So every time you feel loved br Or that sense of security br Please remember the choices made br For glory, God and victory br In Flanders Fields. br br In Flanders Fields let us not go br To stomp the land where poppies grow br But to pay respect to ones who know br What pain was felt there years ago br The unknown soldiers, young blood hot br And the ice cold shells that cooled them br Freedom reigned from rifles, not br But from the souls of those who used them br So put your hat on your heart or your arms to your sides br Hold your head low and then close your eyes br Think of the lives of those who have died br The din of the sky and sweet battle cries br For peace, valor, and the long lost pride br In Flanders Fields.