Against the blackness which precludes sight,
Defense to the far-off stars and sky
The Fire, flickering, displays his might,
His light staving off the night close by
Stand resolute! The Oaken Logs cry
Sending out Sparks in futile platoons
Forward; into the Night! the Sparks reply
Quickly consumed under the crescent moon
Be not afraid! The tall Flames roar
Our stance shall never fade nor waver
Against Night they wage their war
Armed with radiance they give no favor
So Fire invades the damp and dark of Night
Always unquenchable, eternally bright.
Defense to the far-off stars and sky
The Fire, flickering, displays his might,
His light staving off the night close by
Stand resolute! The Oaken Logs cry
Sending out Sparks in futile platoons
Forward; into the Night! the Sparks reply
Quickly consumed under the crescent moon
Be not afraid! The tall Flames roar
Our stance shall never fade nor waver
Against Night they wage their war
Armed with radiance they give no favor
So Fire invades the damp and dark of Night
Always unquenchable, eternally bright.
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