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Recall the words of triumph

In lands where worlds collided

Through tragedy and fire

Through storms and cultures' pyres

The wings of war are tearing,

Pursuing, wounding, spearing

Amongst the burning ruins

Rings weeping of defeat

And lightning, - spears of heavens, -

Is piercing the daring

The hearts of noble struggle

The triumph of the dire

The swords of warring banners

And blood from filling gallows

As shells will open trenches

They paint their every step