The people sat idly for unity
Their hopes buried in our dear mother earth
Awaken the sun forever, be blue
Bask in what is the endless majesty
Of those whose hopes lie in patriotism
Till when we shall return heroically
Those who believe will die, heroically
Not getting the chance to see unity
We remember how ¨she¨ is our patriotism
Reaping the spoils of our toil from earth
Her spirit lives in us, our majesty
If her hope goes away, many will be blue
We look up at the sky, oh how it's blue
Standing alone, it's done heroically
You will become your own majesty
Together we will stand in unity
Work tirelessly for tyrants- till the earth
Until the descent of the golden, eagle of patriotism
But what really is our patriotism
How Can the sky really stand being so rightfully blue
If so, why do the spirits fall below the earth
Standing-sitting- forever alone in unity
There is no one here to save them heroically
In death, some assume to find some majesty
For when the callers come calling, your majesty
They will entrust their ideals of patriotism
In you, they shall seek to find their unity
Under the stars and stripes that wave- blue
Remembering those who have served you heroically
Who laid their lives down into the earth
Out sprouts the seeds of promise from the earth
For what is the wonder and awe of majesty
That may hold the world up heroically
Soaring over the world, singing songs of patriotism
Touching the big, bright, sky of blue
The atmosphere and land in a permanent state of unity
We must be able to have unity for our earth
Whether it be under the blue sky or above in its majesty
Those who die are wrapped in patriotism, forever remembered heroically.
~Per Aspera Ad Astra~
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