Kendricke Posted June 9, 2003 Report Share Posted June 9, 2003 Compiled from the past and present members of the Legion of the White Rose: Fighting uphill all the way, Ne'er to show fear, dismay, Ne'er shirking from the fray, The Legionnaire marches on. A burning need to help all. Only strong will heed the call. Knowing honor will not fall. The Legionnaire marches on. The Eyes facing the light; The Heart conquering the night; The Will to do what's right; The Legionnaire marches on. In midnight's gloom In shadowy tomb And in the tavern's back room The Legionnaire marches on With a splendid tale And a mug of ale A concept that can't fail The Legionnaire marches on In a foreign land He will make his stand Comrade in Honour's band The Legionnaire marches on Heroes' shouts proclaim, Monsters now tame, Bards' tales of fame, The Legionnaire marches on. Through darkest woods or ocean ragin' Where foot or hooves or ship'll take him By comrades true he's ne'er forsaken ... The Legionnaire marches on Though sep'rate now -- the friends of old, Rememb'ring now those tales told, For all who bore that banner bold, Are Legionnaires, marching on. With backs against a wall made strong, And evil's face amongst the throng, The battle we shall fight so long, The Legionnaire marches on. When at last the battle's done, The long good fight has now been won, The lesser men will have their fun. The Legionnaire marches on. From memories of where we stood, And moving forward for the good, Within a strongly held brotherhood, The Legionnaire marches on. And though the fight seems reft, unreal, the brotherhood fights with renewed zeal, and the battle bells ring with a thundrous peal, the Legionairre marches on. Raising hands towards Truth's light, Upholding all that is pure and right, Evil cannot hide from our sight, For the Legionnaire battles on... Win we will, even by attrition, Pound our foes into submition, Halfling Babies are Great nutrition! The Legionairre Battles on. From the BlackBurrow deep, to the Qeynos Hills, From the heart of Kaladim, To the Eastern Wastes as the brotherhood spills, The Legionairre marches on... In the darkness, may i be, A shining light, for all to see, I wish one day, that i might be, A Legionaire, marching on. Under stress and in duress Torn from a lover's sweet caress And presumably not wearing a dress The Legionnaire marches on With Head held high and will to try when things get wry The Legionaire marches on. To fight against the walking dead Feet slipping upon one's own blood red I'd take death's blade in a guildmate's stead The legionnaire marches on Not faultering we will stand During the final battle of this land Fate is written on the sword grasped in our hand The Legionaire marches on with comrades in armour gleaming and wraiths of proud history shimmering and all from past to present cheering the legionaire marches on..... Contributors include Kendricke, Grimrose, Loralor, Angstrom, Artegon, Frond, Vongryphon, Rostislav, Fulcrum, Zephanor, Denfold, Raimour, Geldrinhor, Ealasidhe, Feling, Kakamek, Congutuino, and Risindevil. (Comic Relief stanzas were removed for this version. The full unadulterated Epic can be read here in all its glory.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted June 9, 2003 Report Share Posted June 9, 2003 Peredhil wanders in and sees a familiar sight, from another site. Oh, this IS good. As I recall, one of the lines is mine ever... But this was originally posted at another website, and therefore rightfully belongs in the Library. Ever helpful, he gently places it where it belongs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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