On bedrock of the
Eastern Shore
Stood gates of our prosperity
Ambition's arms uplifted - One
Outstretched to catch a rising sun
The Apple of our Eye
A lance of flaming fury
thrown
A fit of ancient jealousy
To all the Earth thunder resounds
An Eagle's wings were brought to ground
We watched the silent skies
Then torn from simple
innocence
By acts of twisted piety
Our fathers wept, our mothers groaned
The fabric of our heart unsewn
A land of mournful sighs
From land so blessed and
full of light
To where flew our security?
Suspending hope, with dreadful steps
The shadow of the Angel Death
It did not pass us by
A hidden war on Freedom
pierced
The veil of our own sovereignty
The voices of the nations called
Echoing the first to fall
"Is this where Freedom dies?"
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Then
facing unexpected fate
Steeled with sacrificial bravery
Travelers
stopped a devil's goal
The seat of our young nation's soul
Their blood the Patriot's Cry
While banded brothers
found their men
To lift the fallen tenderly
Seeking till they found no more
On this solemn grief-strewn shore
Our Flag was still raised high
The consecrated ground
cried out
Our youth, our strength stood ready
See Righteousness uphilt the sword
We bare the steel in one accord
The time for justice now draws nigh
As talons loose the
olive branch
To save the Olive Tree
Evil tremble, Terror hide
For Might on winds of Justice rides
Watch Phoenix, this Eagle, now rise
B. Floria, 2001, all rights
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