Fiery Slumber R.I.P.

The seventh of December
In Nineteen Forty-one
Grey wings o'er the horizon
From East the Rising Sun
While Paradise did slumber
They struck our shining Pearl
Brave souls taken unaware
As evil stole the world

Across the sea an ashen dawn
As Death controlled the land
Burning flesh, raining bombs
Sick minds and tortuous hands
God's chosen soon were numbered
Interred and then entombed
Their cries unheard in heaven
By fire they were consumed

From Midway to Wake Island
To Iwo Jima's shores
Bloody beach of Normandy
The Evil Empire roared
But righteousness and courage
Soon cast away the shroud
Ending terror's bloody reign
With deadly mushroom clouds

Auschwitz, Bergen-Belzen
Six million souls lament
Lessons from survivors
Lest we ever should forget
In infamy it lingers
Arizona's final sleep
In foreign lands the crosses stand
Forever rest in peace