The rapture and pure ecstasy Of manifest conquest The relation of man with steel A symbiotic beauty
The chosen form Tried and true Through ages Unquestioned Giving no ground To the enemy
Blood flowing Through the rivers
Drink deeply With strong roots Brothers of earth Those beside Sworn the same Brothers of earth
Blood flowing through the rivers Exemplifying their defeat Declining numbers flee to the shore
Now darkness falls by sworn hands Shown the pure essence of valor Blind beasts vomit regret
The few with hidden fatigue The strong wait patiently For a challenge worthy of the phalanx
As the dying plea aloud they are met with spear point Granted no quarter by any justice Given only the beautiful option of death And their bodies are dismembered
The phalanx It's symbiotic beauty The phalanx The strong wait
