Our Standard Flies Above the Crowd

Our standard flies above the crowd,
A call to arms, a rallying cry,
A banner raised to reach the steeple,
A beacon shining in the sky.

With hope and courage in our hearts,
We gather to face the coming fray,
For we are ready to do our part,
And fight for what we believe today.

We lift our voices, strong and clear,
And boldly march into the fray,
For we will not be swayed by fear,
And we will not be led astray.

Our standard flies above the crowd,
A symbol of our strength and might,
And with it, we will shout aloud,
And push back against the darkest night.

For we are the champions of truth,
The defenders of the weak and poor,
And we will not be held aloof,
As we rise up and even the score.

So join us now, with hearts aflame,
And stand with us, strong and true,
For together, we will stoke the flame,
And lift our standard ever anew.

We'll fight with all that we possess,
And never falter in the strife,
For we are driven to success,
And will not rest until we've won the life.

So let us raise our voices high,
And let our standard lead the way,
For we will not be swayed or shy,
And will not falter, come what may.

Lifting up a standard for the people,
We march into the fray,
With courage, hope, and hearts of steel,
And victory in our sight today.