The Gathering Storm

Many tribes have gathered today The drums of battle have gathered us all We stand together in arms, to fight side by side Summoned to answer our homelands call This cause is one of life or death Whether to remain free, or fall into slavery We must set aside ties of tribe and kin As one people, one nation, we fight this adversity Thousands of martyrs tortured and burned Our murdered fathers and butchered mothers Our sons turned into little Romans Our daughters defiled, spurned In war we will bring destruction to our enemy Salvation to our people Thirsting not for plunder and glory But for freedom and justice We will march to meet these men in the open field Tear from their heads the laurels they have won in battle Chose not to die in chains but with sword and shield The world will know that we chose to defend our homelands To protect our families, keep our culture That few stood against many Under a gathering storm