Post by WitchBoy on May 22, 2002 8:15:50 GMT -5
[glow=BLUE,2,300]Honour brings us here,
on a path that is just and true,
leading us onwards
to the final battle.
On meadows of green and gold,
the brave will fall,
as those before us.
We were destined to die here,
In the name of freedom.
Through courage we will prevail,
and though you may forget us,
we die for you.
Though ours number may be few,
we have stout hearts to empower us
and faithful blades to slay our foes.
So that some may remain,
to tell our tale to our children.
With proud heads held high
and our mighty flag waving,
we face the final onslaught
against the winter breeze.
We are the last,
Protecting our ancient ways.
Old souls do guard us,
that we may not fail.
Forget us not, lest we abandon our kin,
so ye shall always remember that moment,
on the field where we died.[/GLOW]
on a path that is just and true,
leading us onwards
to the final battle.
On meadows of green and gold,
the brave will fall,
as those before us.
We were destined to die here,
In the name of freedom.
Through courage we will prevail,
and though you may forget us,
we die for you.
Though ours number may be few,
we have stout hearts to empower us
and faithful blades to slay our foes.
So that some may remain,
to tell our tale to our children.
With proud heads held high
and our mighty flag waving,
we face the final onslaught
against the winter breeze.
We are the last,
Protecting our ancient ways.
Old souls do guard us,
that we may not fail.
Forget us not, lest we abandon our kin,
so ye shall always remember that moment,
on the field where we died.[/GLOW]
