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Onwards Men,Victory

Onwards men Let us succumb Like a lion with its pride  We shall certainly play our prey Off we March Into the fray Hold your rifles to your heart Squeeze and muzzle out your fears Hold the line Let's reunite Release the gas of integrity Let our quarry   bleed in peace Out from no-mans land to the Isle of doom The Pen will prevail us lasting victory Onwards men Let us succumb Such are swarm of locusta We'll devour to all ends Down we go Cradle your Spears Invoke the senses of your being Crush, destroy no confessing defeat Out beyond  the missiles range through the cordoned plane We Hum a hymn, our salvations whistle Onwards men Round up the troops Sound the cymbal and it's tears We shall taunt our ears with courage Drop those shields Vibrate your throats Far and wide we'll spread these tales Historical legends they'll bathe in our eminence Far to the darkest dreads into the deepest trenches We'll bare the boast and eternal throngs of peace

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