Forget not the fallen ones
Whose precious lives were lost
When liberties were threatened
And great would be the cost
That we would pay for freedom
On that sad september day

It gave us pause to wonder
How great would be the price
That we would pay in sorrow
For loved ones and lost life

Thus we know with surety
That terror will not reign
Tyrrany will always fail
And fail to ever gain
For in noble hearts live on
The spirit of the fallen