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For those who fought and came before us,

we must fight to preserve your names,

our common cause sings like a chorus,

to prevent extinguished flame.

Though wilting spirit still moves forward,

we shall never yield to shame,

the waves of strife yet still move shoreward,

in the seas of memory's grave.

Rekindled perserseverance,

native blood still dwells in soil,

the threat lies in forgetting,

our forefathers turmoils.

Ashes fade in time but voice remains to teach,

giving answers to the stories some still seek,

this yearning for connection outlives mortal eyes,

the simple thirst for knowledge resists the long demise,

we must educate as if their tongues are ours,

we must hold the sword as if we wield their power,

folly comes to be when kinsman fail to find,

the core of virtue, that lives in pasts behind,

Rekindled perserseverance,

native blood still dwells in soil,

the threat lies in forgetting,

our forefathers turmoils.

This purpose binds us,

until fate finds us,

Forbears live through us,

Knowledge renews us.

Redeeming name through resurrected spirit,

Removing blame by harbouring the crest,

Keep within you, the air of true antiquity,

Fail not to expose tales that are, dear to thee.

Live on,

elder ways, (x8)