He's gone, he's dead He's remains upon the surface Silently we wander Through the misty streets This is the end Your journey's over, night descends Pillowing to the abyss Farewell my friend, you will be missed Lower the flags, the good man has passed He has reached the last of frontiers Lower the flags, down to outmast For again the world has taken a turn for the worse He's done, he's dead Six feet of earth upon his head Now lay your wreaths upon the one whose life he gave Although you're gone In memories you shall live on Asleep in peace now rest The weight of the world is off your head Lower the flags, the good man has passed He has reached the last of frontiers Lower the flags, down to outmast For again the world has taken a turn for the worse That morning light I'll always remember On these August nights, cold as December Lower the flags, the good man has passed He has reached the last of frontiers Lower the flags, down to outmast For again the world has taken a turn for the worse For again the world has taken a turn for the worse