The bugle 
sounds, the enemy 
wakes,
  The battle is upon 
us
  And in our 
hearts, we feel the 
swell, of pride and 
steel and 
valour
  For we will play the 
game of Blood if dark clouds shroud our land!
  Become this day we 
walk with death and laugh at its 
pale specter
  We will not fear those 
cruel swords our courage is 
far sharper
  We will not lower in the 
face of threats a head raised to its 
mother
  For let them know their cowardly deeds just serve to 
stoke our fires
  We bade farewell to this day knowing it could be our last
  We swore to play with our lives never 
waver in our task
  For we are but the last 
few guests served at fate's 
great banquet
  We cant quell the 
raging storm the spirit of 
revolution
  For it now courses in our 
veins like 
lava truly 
molten
  We will teach them the 
twin lessons of 
fear and 
fortitude
  Our 
goal cant now hide for long when 
courage is our 
beacon.