Dear comrades, my comrades,
All of your hearts aren’t always true;
Unfortunately, I’m forced
To always remember you.
We all banded together,
Together banded we five;
And the boy was the first to
Pass through the open ocean, to dive.
We five laughed together,
Together laughed we all;
And the boy was the first to
End our laughter overall.
We parted, dear comrades,
We parted in anger;
And some went their separate way,
To be bitter all alone, to rot in their own rancor.
O comrades, my comrades,
What did he gain,
Through all his foul words
That only caused some pain?
My comrades, loved and hated comrades,
I hear your new words;
They might change things now,
But the crack in the wound still hurts.
