Promise beckons in youthful eye.
Wisdom comes with later date.
Wake, o Brothers! Born to die.

The call is heard—to answer, fly!
Meet the need when need is great.
Soldiers live. And wonder why.

Duty’s done; but needs still lie
Unfulfilled, the hour late.
Wake, o Brothers! Born to die.

Strike the camp, pass on by.
Honor calls; we shall not wait.
Soldiers live. And wonder why. 
Wake, o Brothers! Born to die.

Stacey