We stand firm to re-affirm our faith like branches attached to a mahogany stem.
With valor and grandeur we shall jubilate like chiefs in a banquet of royal galore!
At the edge of time our destines shall collide their glorious prime!
So we shall shout, sing and merry like Arthur the ROYAL KING!
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