Flying alone
   over fury enthroned

Its colors reign free
  and clear

The enemy stained
  all freedom regained

Covered in blood
  spent and dear

Stitched yellow and blue
  its messages true

That Svealand does
  not run

To hang steadfast
  and slay the past

And carry our glory
  sum

A crest ablaze
  through fire and haze

Horses hooves high in
  the air

Now honor bound
  on sacred ground

Heralding death
  —our cross to bear

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)