It has been sung, in harmony
In concert, at a grandiose moment
By the rapturous voice that shines on the throne
(The time has come)
We're always with the music
Brilliant smiles grace ruby lips, subduing all threats before us
We ascend to astounding heights
Dancing to music beyond all compare
With mantles draped over our shoulders
Clad in fine blue-rose velvet
Crowned with lustrous devotion-jeweled diadems
We prepare our gratitude
-Sing of it-
The oath we made once before, that lives on in our hymn, dances atop our beat
A pentad of souls, fully resonant, glistens with dazzling love
Our blood, our sweat, and our tears all weave into this melody
The holy light sears darkness itself with its richness
Thus we shall march ahead on our odyssey
To seize whichever throne arises next
We're always with the music
Surging through each season like a storm, emerging yet more absolute
We invoke our impassioned dreams
Inscribing our name into history
With ardor, a noble cry resounds
Quoting our bygone end-roll
Knowing we may begin anew as we please
We stride down this path with pride
-Sing of it-
Drawing from impulse alone, we swear not to refrain, until our time has come
We shall dye every single color of this world in our deepest hues
Our rage, our grief, together are vital to this melody
Each time we prevail, we do so with authority
For we know of one fact that is surely true:
Without fail, despair always begets hope
Each thread of emotion, stirred by fate's gentle touch
Matures into a lyric, and soars on our sound
As we come to understand
The love that cascades out from our hearts
Our rapturous voices can shine yet again
With splendor, an immortal light
Sparkling bright close at hand
Allow us to carry on without dismay
Unknown and untold times more
-Sing of it-
The oath we made once before, that lives in in our hymn, dances atop our beat
A pentad of souls, fully resonant, glistens with dazzling love
Our blood, our sweat, and our tears all weave into this melody
The holy light sears darkness itself with its richness
Thus we shall march ahead on our odyssey
To seize whichever throne arises next
We're always with the music
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