歌词
Verse 1:
Gather 'round the hallowed ground,
Where our boots and blood are bound.
Outpost Keating, early light,
Witness to our grittiest fight.
The horizon bleeds, foes approach,
Three hundred shadows encroach.
Bullets carve the morning's breath,
Sketching tales of life and death.
Chorus:
In the heart of the fray, we stand firm, we pray,
Guardians of Keating, in the dust we lay.
For every fallen friend, our spirits contend,
In the echoes of battle, our souls will not bend.
Verse 2:
Steel and sand, our fortress bare,
Amongst the wire, we gasp for air.
Each face a story, unspoken but known,
Bound by the fight, far from home.
Silent prayers in the firefight's haze,
Lost in the maze of the end's embrace.
Brothers in arms, in the chaos sewn,
Holding the line, but never alone.
Chorus:
In the heart of the fray, we stand firm, we pray,
Guardians of Keating, in the dust we lay.
For every fallen friend, our spirits contend,
In the echoes of battle, our souls will not bend.
Bridge:
Oh, the tales that we bear, heavy and raw,
In the silence, their names, we quietly draw.
Their courage, a beacon; their sacrifice, law,
In the shadows of Keating, their memory we saw.
Verse 3:
Night descends, the skirmish still,
The cold creeps in with its bitter chill.
Yet in this dark, our resolve we find,
Strength in the legacy they left behind.
For those who stood, for those who fell,
Our hearts beat loud, our stories tell
Of a day when the brave did not retreat,
In the rugged folds of Keating's defeat.
Chorus:
In the heart of the fray, we stand firm, we pray,
Guardians of Keating, in the dust we lay.
For every fallen friend, our spirits contend,
In the echoes of battle, our souls will not bend.
Outro:
Echoes fade into the land,
Guardians strong, together we stand.
Keating's echo, forever to keep,
In its soil, our brothers sleep.
Final:
In its soil, our brothers sleep.
