Mirririth Flanelath.
A Call to arms
and Lions lost
A faction proud
upon its land
We now have time
to count the cost
the pain and death
that bought our stand.
Mourn for those
who you could have saved
and mourn for those
whom you could not
For in the end
we have lost both
friends and kin
they meant a lot
Squabbles cloud
a wearied pride
True folk need
to turn the tide
To stand for good
and righteous cause
to bring honour
to those that died
that we may live
and return to shore.
We walk in a shadow
of our past
And remember once
our glories last.
we can be again
strong as before
for we are brave
when united all
we are Lions
Lions true
You fight for me,
I shield you.
In our our hearts
is our path
for when we search
we lose our way
Spirit holds us
to our past
and calls us back
to what we must do
we are Lions
Brave and true.