in flanders field the conflict grew
the din the noise the canons threw
havoc let loose rages around
the death denouncing trumpet sound
the combat deepens on the brave
with rus to glory or the grave
blood stains the earth where you lie
blood red poppy blooms
in flanders field
we have a promise we need to keep
to all in flanders who lie asleep
we take the torch the poppy red
and were in honor of our dead
have we learned the lessons taught
for the who died was not for naught
in flanders field
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