In The Fields Of Hope
In The Fields Of Hope where the Warriors roam
where Roses fall along with Pricks and Thorns,
where Rivers Of Ideals flow with Fortitude
Upwards, One with the Bliss of Solitude
So High, towards Mountain Peaks of Victory and Grace
There, In Most Haste, I Have Arrived In Faith
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