We bade farewell to this day knowing it could be our last

  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.