Come, let us mourn
For those who had worn
Those sashes of grim victory
Attained from battling gingerly
Come, let us moan
For those who are dethroned
Twist and turn, leap and dive,
In the name of the tribal hive
Come, let us weep
For those consumed by grief
By the candle, tears of anguish
Shed as they languish
Come, let us look forward
Or we will be devoured
We have cowered for too long
And we must spring out strong
