When the giants fell
The men in red came
Trapped in the fires of Hell’s dark game
People buried in granite rock
Through out the world a wave of shock
Aero Birds lit the sky a blaze
Yet, still they came still they came
The 99TH ran in though they were few
Even when the towers blew,
Now let us pay homage to those who risked there lives and died in the line of duty in these dark times.
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