Left

Soldiers marching one by one

Right

Every soldier holds a gun

Left

Soldiers like paper dolls

Right

Blindly listen to the call

Right Face

All lined up in a row

Close Ranks March

Will not stop for wind or snow

Forward March

Stomp, stomp, through the town

Left

Brave soldiers give no ground

Right

Noble soldiers in the fight

Left

Do not stop to see what’s right

Right

People start to run away

Left

Soldiers hunger for a fray

Halt

Shouts of anger fill the land

Present Arms

Battle is close at hand

Fire at will

Soldiers do not hear the scream

In this battle, they are supreme

Even children start to fall

Only one man sees at all

‘Stop!’ he cries, to no avail

Soldiers determined not to fail

Man falls to his knees

Soldiers deaf to his pleas

Bloody battle now complete

Man does not rise to feet

Crimson badge upon his chest

Fate of a traitor now confessed

Right Shoulder Arms

Soldiers blind to what is right

Move out into the night

About Face

Forward March

Left

Right

Left