Is it our Majesty
who rallies the willing
and ripens young hearts for war?

Is it our Excellency
which we devote our divine
in benevolence, awe and adore?

Is it our Champion
that cries veteran songs
to lift our esprit de corps?

Battles beheld in ancient thought
for land, for glory, for polytheistic God.  
hold not the pleasures of solitude forgot
and bestills hedonism with imposed Fraud.