Rise up, and come with me

By Martel Reynolds, based on the traditional song "Rolling Down to Old Maui"

It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife, That the legions must undergo, But we carry on through the heat of the sun, And the storm winds as they blow. For a thousand years we slaved away Till rebellion made us free, When Thrace's word through the Empire was heard: Rise up, and come with me!

Oh, rise up, and come with me, my friends, Rise up, and come with me! When Thrace's word through the Empire was heard (insert rhyming line from previous verse) Rise up, and come with me!

When the beacons burn or the runners return, And the Empire goes off to war, The legions array to march off to the fray, And we'll give no ground before. For a hard-won fight on a hard-won field, From Skarsind to the sea - When the summons comes from the banners and drums, Rise up, and come with me!

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Oh, the years that we spent in our camps and our tents, With no home but the field of war; But we make our home in Skarsind now, That so long we waited for. For the Mark gave us a gift of worth And sealed it by decree; We're going home, to a land of our own, Rise up, and come with me!

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And when I must die, then I hope I will lie With my kin and friends amidst; My bones in the ground and my soul will be bound For the edge of the Abyss. And I hope to stand in that awful place Above that screaming sea, And out of the grey hear my ancestors say Rise up, and come with me!

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