Our hands in a million-handshake of love
Battalion voices shooting volleys of
of greetings to the eerie sky of joy as skies rolling mortars​ of victory in explosive victory in bloom and boom.

Powers in supernatural combustion rolling out changes in harvest of gold in festivities of joy, splashing waves into ocean of undulating glory.

It is a new moon
Dawning a new song
Dawning a new love
Dawning a new beauty
In power and glory.