What to do, what to do
We’ll see liberty through
For, to fall for The Fall now, will simply not do

Let’s recall every Spring, every Summer of Days
Let us loose our lost fervor, and our gen’ral malaise
As we move with a grace in a number of ways

We will walk, not as pawns, but as kings and as queens
We will castle, together — ‘tis what unity means
This, and, when needed, forming unlikely teams

The time, seeming plenty, is deceivingly short
This is urgent, as each soul’s not yet found its Fort
We, for Truth, serve as Knights, here on this Earthly court

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