A salute is a gesture or other action used to display respect. Salutes are primarily associated with armed forces, but other organisations and civilians also use salutes.
In military traditions of various times and places, there have been numerous methods of performing salutes, using hand gestures, cannon or rifle shots, hoisting of flags, removal of headgear, or other means of showing respect or deference. In the Commonwealth of Nations, only commissioned officers are saluted, and the salute is to the commission they carry from their respective commanders-in-chief representing the Monarch, not the officers themselves.
The French salute is almost identical to the British Army's. The customary salute in the Polish Armed Forces is the two-fingers salute, a variation of the British military salute with only two fingers extended. In the Russian military, the right hand, palm down, is brought to the right temple, almost, but not quite, touching; the head has to be covered. In the Swedish armed forces, the salute is identical to that of the U.S. armed forces and the Royal Navy. In the Hellenic Army salute the palm is facing down and the fingers point to the coat of arms.
Solo - Patrick 0: 54
Solo - Peter 1: 01
this is a dead man's vision we face
thinly laced with promise and hate
diluted and slaughtered
by frost bitten conductors
a heartless dissection of grace
nailed down and force fed lies
soldiers steadfast, defeating the design
(Chorus)
we bare these storms
with fists held tight
this our last lifeless winter
hidden in white
we bare these storms
with fists held tight
this our final hour
hidden in white
Solo - Peter 2: 02
Solo - Patrick 2: 09
now sink your teeth into the cold
and sign away to the brand
a bastard mold
is there and end in sight,
choked blind by the bright
deceitful light
nailed down and force fed lies
soldiers advance, defeating the design
(Chorus)
we bare these storms
with fists held tight
this our last lifeless winter
hidden in white
we bare these storms
with fists held tight
this our final hour
hidden in white
Solo - Patrick 3: 10
Solo - Andy 3: 23
Solo - Patrick 3: 37
Solo - Peter 3: 50
and so unfolds, this bottomless drop
bound to this path by blood
we spit right back, back in the face
of the faithless (of the faithless)
(Chorus)
we bare these storms (we bare these storms)
with fists held tight
this our last lifeless winter
hidden in white (hidden in white)
we bare these storms
with fists held tight (with fists held tight)
this our final hour
hidden in white
hidden in white
hidden in white