Snap to attention
Horns to the ready
Follow the cadence
The drummers beat steady
Draw a deep breath
The atmosphere heady
Step onto the field once again

The minutes will pass
As you stride on the field
Turning and blowing
As you deftly wield
Your horns and your flags
For this, you are steeled
Step off of the field once again

The waiting is worse
The results are told
The fires that burned
Begin to grow cold
But their embers will linger
Give warmth to the old
Who would step on the field once again

March on to victory
And may Is await!

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