End Credits / Sgt. MacKenzie / The Mansions of the Lord

To fallen soldiers let us sing, Where no rockets fly nor bullets wing, Our broken brothers let us bring To the Mansions of the Lord No more weeping, No more fight, No friends bleeding through the night, Just Divine embrace, Eternal light, In the Mansions of the Lord Where no mothers cry And no children weep, We shall stand and guard Though the angels sleep, Oh, through the ages let us keep The Mansions of the Lord