Ascending from a memory
While wasting our remains
So forceful, yet so graceful
With strength within our vains
Deciples of the old way
Returning with the tide
From a time, once dignified
Listen to the words of wisdom
As we speak those ancient rhymes
To preserve this faith within
Which reflects what we once knew
An image breaks the silence
A vision speaks within
We move in syncopation
With eagerness and a grin
We are the perfect picture
With profiles carved in stone
Through your faith we have grown
Listen to the words of wisdom
As we speak those ancient rhymes
To preserve this faith within
Which reflects what we once knew
