The Old Guard

Amidst the dead and below the sky,
a single company marches by.
The first to rise and last to fall,
coming at the General's call.
Without fear, they'll continue to fight,
with all their strength, and all their might.
It matters not if it's day or night.
They'll not stop 'til victory's in sight.
Standing fast 'til the day they die.
On the bloodied fields they'll lie.