Hold the line

Orders have come in
to break off would be a sin

we must hold to the last
when the enemy fires it's blast

the last man standing must fight
nothing is certainin our plight

load your guns, pray and be strong
for this battle will sure be long

for as a famous poet did shout
fight till the lights go out

hold the line, stand your ground
till heaven's trumpet doth sound

whether we win or lose on this sand
we'll be memoralized in this land

officers give your orders
we'll draw the fight to all borders

the last man standing doesn't retreat
we'll never give up or miss that drum beat