SophiaH2007

The year is 1914, you would not believe what we have seen. What we have hear, blasts ringing from ear to ear. People dropping. Hearts stopping. Friends dying. Families crying.



We sit here day and night, waiting for that white light. It knows we're coming, but we keep on marching. We are proud, braveness screaming out loud.



We wait for that faithful line, and think of the family of mine. That we'll never see, for we died for liberty.



Ready or not, we will give it all we've got. For the time is near, where we'll here:



Over the Top! And we will NOT stop!