When Banners Fall -

The morning dawn rose bright,

golden on these roads.

We thought the night would never end,

that there would always be this cold.

We climbed from the ruins

to see what remained.

And one by one, we felt the sun

and prepared to start again.

We picked up the pieces

from dust and debris;

Was it truly worth the price

of this costly victory?

But there was no time to look behind;

we needed to rebuild.

Braver deeds are still to come,

and destinies fulfilled.

Brighter days are still to come

and we at last stand tall

to greet the days ahead

when banners fall.

From our sacrifice,

a victory for all.

We are what remain

when banners fall.

A victory for all

when banners fall …