This song:
I have this song: to sing
Certian words must be screamed
Rather than be sung or spoken:

I am alive and vigorous

as they toil without love
Fight without purpose,
And live without passion

I am alive and vigorous

In this song: is where i belong

Within these moments
There are no outsiders
Within the body of the song:
Time stands still
One is al,
And all is beautiful -
The beautiful moment of song and passion

We will all sing
We will all dance

If a human's nature is to war,
This song:
Is a battleground,
And this voice,
A weapon
One thousand voices -
Or trumpet call
To arms

Passion's promise;
True love's reward -
A pure expression
In truth and sincerity

Passion's promise:
True love's reward, is this song:

What will become of this song:

Pray not a fallen banner,
Or screamed words to the deaf,
For life is weary without song, or sound of harps

This is a song for the impassioned
This is strength for the heards on sleeves -
A shining sentiment where voices soar
And melod wells tears in the eyes

We will all sing the same song,
This song,
Together