Arise, arise
For their spite is their folly
Arise, arise
Clutch that burden of sight
Arise, arise
For the Queens become squally
Take hold your own hand
Stand tall for the fight

Be willing
Be bold
Be strength
Don’t fold
Take flight
Command
Be brave
Don’t land

For the King and his men
Will trample
Descend

“But FIGHT!”  

Said she.

“We’ll win...”

“...they’ll see.”