On this stage we stand tall today;
Our roles we’ve played out in their scenes.
The baton carried we hand o’er
For the race to be continued.
Thus, it’s a blessed day of mixed joy
Waved welcome like a miracle.
O’erjoyed sky full of lights and cheers
We see as we stare up to her,
To the fair lady full of grins
That have brimmed us with hopes so high
To this day we sit on our dreams;
A pause to dream further-higher.
Emotions running deep in us
O’erflowing their bank of history
As we see the pretty blue sky
Dressed opulent in sev’n colours
To pave way for the gentle sun
As we descend the stage on wings.
Today, we stand like Iroko;
Standing so tall and shoulders high;
Blinded by the horizon light.
A sign to victors we’re today,
A sign to fight on for the next,
Mount movers and sea dividers.
Thus, we still keep our candles lit
To steer through the journey ahead
So full of roses and their thorns.
And since ours is more than a dream,
We, hence, march out to serve our fate,
To touch the heavens which we can.
And to you, our beloved brothers
Who were there when no one else was,
Who held the fire burning for us
As we strived to keep the great faith,
We doff our hats and throw our bows
To grease your joints with all great hopes.