Our Victory

Joy is brought when lost dreams are found

The life of yesterday buried  six feet underground

Today, rise higher and strike the bell

Even disturbing memories cannot quell,

Our satisfaction 


Every accomplishment begins with a dream

The noise of life presses in your mind, it screams

Louder it grows, relentless sound of day and night

Forget the noise, enjoy the light

Our ambition


Sickness, ailment, disease, and pain

Reign over the righteous and the wrong

Grasp onto the mind, life of the brain

Save your brothers with your curing song

Our innovation


Music beats through dark and bitter silence

Cures the ailments of strong and weak

Opens the veil of dreams, closes the door of violence

Finds lost memories, the silent may speak

Our victory




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