A thousand sails eclipse the dawn The shadow says the war is won But steady hands and clearer eyes Can bend the truth, rewrite the skies Let fear belong to those who chase We hold the line, we claim our place When wings of fate begin to spread The sea itself turns crimson red The waves of battle cry my name Not strength alone decides this game Steel may strike, but minds prevail The tide obeys the will to sail Within the fire there’s perfect form Within the storm, a silent calm This sea remembers who we are We fight not to fall, but to endure
