Brothers in Arms
Side by side, we stand as one,
Under the blazing desert sun.
Through fire and storm, through blood and pain,
We fight together, through loss and gain.
No words are needed, just a glance,
In every step, we take our stance.
In the chaos of battle, in the deafening roar,
We're brothers in arms, forevermore.
We've shared the trenches, the mud and the grit,
Fought through the fear and refused to quit.
In the darkest of nights, when hope felt thin,
It's your hand I'd trust to pull me in.
Not bound by blood, but something more,
Forged in the fire of this brutal war.
In each laugh shared, in each tear we've shed,
We've become a family where none were bred.
Through the silence of waiting, the rush of attack,
We carry each other, we've got each other's back.
In every battle, in every scar,
We are brothers, no matter how far.
When the smoke clears and we part our ways,
The bond we've built will never decay.
For in my heart, and yours, I know,
That the ties we've formed will only grow.
In the quiet of night, when memories flare,
I'll remember the moments, the weight we all bear.
For brothers in arms are never alone—
Our hearts are entwined, in blood and bone.
So here's to the brothers who stood through the fight,
Who shared in the darkness and chased back the night.
No matter the distance, no matter the harm,
We'll forever remain, brothers in arms.
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