The sword has sharpened
The legion is ready, ready to pierce
The hearts of defiled
Hark this promulgation with steadfast ears
For now if you dare to fight
Your blood will spill
And our blows will crush your spine.
This is the last warning with sincerity.
And if now you don't give up your pride
Then the firmaments shall be witness
To a bloodshed that will leave none
Spare to live.
I swear to the land of my birth
And to the sand of my Motherland
Victory is our privilege alone
Only to us and Our Motherland
Is the toast of a new freedom.
Enough with your hideous rule
A Regime which has no vision
Now will rise the Legion Of Honor
To start a new era of justice and pride...

Oh Life, why it seems to me
That it's not easy to play your game
Your ways are without precepts
Your methods hard to understand
At times you favor with us
Over our accomplishments and successes
While sometimes you make it seem worthless
At times of trouble, you condemn us
Desolate us in our solitude
While you also teach us the meaning of your existence
And also the value of others who truly mean
Funny how malleable your functions are
No culture has been able to define you better
Mysterious you forever have been and will be
Oh Life, I thank you for having chosen me
To be the Host for you to exist
For making me meaningful and worthy
And a person that will be remembered
By you in others...

Neville Philippe