Verse 1
In the frozen hills of Chosin, under a blood-red sky,
He gripped his rifle tight, as the cold winds whispered why.
Far from home and family, in a land he didn't know,
Fighting shadows in the trenches, where the bitter rivers flow.
Echoes of artillery, brothers falling one by one,
Dreams of apple pie and freedom, fading with the setting sun.
Chorus
But the soldiers aren't forgotten, though the war slips from our minds,
Their sacrifice still echoes through the corridors of time.
In the silence of the history books, their names are etched in stone,
We remember every hero, you're never truly alone.
Verse 2
Letters from his sweetheart, stained with mud and tears,
Promises of tomorrow, drowning out the fears.
Pushing through the monsoon rains, across the 38th line,
Lost in the haze of battle, where the brave and broken shine.
Medals pinned on weary chests, but the nightmares never fade,
Back home to a world that moved on, in the shadows they were made.
Chorus
But the soldiers aren't forgotten, though the war slips from our minds,
Their sacrifice still echoes through the corridors of time.
In the silence of the history books, their names are etched in stone,
We remember every hero, you're never truly alone.
Bridge
Years have turned to decades, the flags are folded tight,
Whispers in the veterans' halls, under fluorescent light.
Did we learn the lessons, from the blood-soaked foreign ground?
Or do we march in circles, where the lost are never found?
One voice in the darkness, calling out their name...
Final Chorus
But the soldiers aren't forgotten, though the war slips from our minds,
Their sacrifice still echoes through the corridors of time.
In the silence of the history books, their names are etched in stone,
We remember every hero, you're never truly alone.
(You're never truly alone...)
JaeSaber
