I told you once, I told you a thousand times, no regrets, no remorse
Do I regret? Not a single moment
Will I ever repent? Will I ever repent?
Years have passed between us, some would say that they have not been kind
Yet these are the scars of war, and we remain yet we stand bloodied yet unbowed
So here’s to comrades near and far
Who’ve raised a glass, raised hell
Years have passed, closer to the grave
But this is the song we chose to sing
To the bitter end, to the end, to the bitter end