The March

The land

The land

It all belongs to us

We take

We take

You cannot stop it

Marching

Marching

Through the lands we take from you

Calling

Calling

None shall rescue you

The children cry

Their sorrowful tears

The mothers cry

Their pitiful tears

The fathers cry

Their  silent tears

The land

The land

Shall never be the same

The March of Byrnan Soldiers

Posted by Sarah Jayne

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