[Verse 1]
Before the war, this grave darksome pall
Pressed upon the face of England
We were sovereign to nothing less
Than the map of our souls solicitous to reign
Together in a peace, these wicked times disdain
Then empires saw much more to gain
[Pe-Chorus]
The Crown discounts our loss
Life cannot count the cost
These numbers fount like water
The dead, the dying, those on route to slaughter
[Chorus 1]
Valentine, sweet spine entwined
I am sorry that I left you here, in time
I will find the path back from the other side
So, keep a candle burning
In your heart that is my shrine
[Chorus 2]
No Momento Mori
For he passed away
For faraway glory
So, tear the pages
From this castaway story
Before the war, this grave darksome pall
Pressed upon the face of England
We were sovereign to nothing less
Than the map of our souls solicitous to reign
Together in a peace, these wicked times disdain
Then empires saw much more to gain
[Pe-Chorus]
The Crown discounts our loss
Life cannot count the cost
These numbers fount like water
The dead, the dying, those on route to slaughter
[Chorus 1]
Valentine, sweet spine entwined
I am sorry that I left you here, in time
I will find the path back from the other side
So, keep a candle burning
In your heart that is my shrine
[Chorus 2]
No Momento Mori
For he passed away
For faraway glory
So, tear the pages
From this castaway story
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