A spirit that is One; an army that cannot be crushed.
Nay, a belief its shield,
The shield itself the enemy cannot even touch
A siege that no fortification can repel.
An advance which no walls can hold in
A fire burning bright
An ignited heart surely conquers the mind
With love,
uniting it
For Truly a heart pure is the greatest weaponand its potency is the degree
Of the faith
in a promise
A covenant made in Gardens with rivers flowing beneath
In His Infinite presence
This Trust in Him, the armor.
And His Love the force bound to conquer all.
March then onwards,
For Truth hath come
And with it the power of all that is Good
To cleanse falsehood from among us
The undoing of lies
To light a fire within
For all to see
March then onwards,
March.
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