In the darkness of the night
I hear the unending plight
Of those who try to fight
In the darkness of the night
I hear a cry
And by and by
I always spy
The enmy die
To stop the cry
Of those who fight
In the darkness of the night
The joy that falls upon my ears
Is mingled in with all the tears
Of those who fight through all the fears
Of those who died over years and years
I hear a cry
And by and by
I always spy
The enmy die
To stop the cry
Of those who fight
In the darkness of the night
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