Grandfather, grandfather tell me the stories
Of your great grandfathers heroics and glory
Tell me the tales and, I'll never forget
Their hardships, their struggles, I'll follow in their steps
The story begins many years ago
Across the oceans in a place we call home
Our peaceful land was invaded from the south
Hordes of Muslims tried to drive us out
In this war many brave men died
Villages burned as the children cried
The defenders of Vienna were put to the test
They were the last line in defense
Trenches and barbed wire was all to be seen
It was baptism of fire in 1916
Explosions ripped craters in the ground
His unit was pounded round after round
With his bayonet fixed to his gun
He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen the sun
On the somme, vwerdun he'd seen so much death
Now he was the last line of defense
The beauty, the grandeur, was a sight to be seen
A nation reborn, rebuilt from the old
The heart of the nation was beating so strong
Yet we knew of the dangers, and it wouldn't be long
We fought in the south, the west, east and the north
Against the whole world we would set forth
To protect an ideal and a culture so true
We were the last line in defense
We fought in the south, the west, east and the north
Against the whole world we would set forth
To protect an ideal and a culture so true
We were the last line in defense
