To fallen soldiers let us sing, Where no rockets fly nor bullets wing, Our broken brothers let us bring, To the Mansions of the Lord.

No more bleeding, No more fight, No prayers pleading through the night, Just Devine embrace, Eternal light, In the Mansions of the Lord.

Where no mothers cry, And no children weep, We will stand and guard, Though the angels sleep, All through the ages safely keep, The Mansions of the Lord.