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.