Where Only The Souls of Men Have Gone
Where only the souls of men have gone
ground the daring soldiers proved
through hell's own devouring flame
fields, the devil's scythe has mown...
seasoned exponent of countless slain
Death's encampment, cold and still
the sentinel's darkened belvedere..
For miles and miles the caissons drew
the dead together to lie in sleep
before the truth in grand review...
If providence shall be the guide divine,
a path God's light has never shone..
Forbid this path to all mankind
where only the souls of men have gone...
