There was a time when silence was golden
And learning the art of war was precious to me
But that time has passed
And that lesson long taught
Where I am there's never silence
And rarely a teacher
Only copious dispair
And a torpid prediction of the future
A lost cause is what most of them call it
But for that
I ask them
Why not find what is lost
Rise up with me once more
Fight the good fight
Fight for her
I see these men
The glare in their eyes
The warmth in their hearts
And I know inside
That their fire can burn out any other
Their torch will stay lit forever
For though they know it not
I have seen the future
And it is bright
A future lit by their accomplishments
Their struggles and failures
And most importantly; their hope
For hope is what the Covenant lack
They know not of defeat or despair
And for that, they shall not know victory.
-Mainevent-
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