Hear the sounds that cling,
Coming from the mouth with wings,
Lead the beat and sing,
We heal as one, tomorrow and beyond

On this season of fire,
Dandelion of tears fell altogether,
With lost lives, now's a goner,
But hope will remain over and over.

A parliament of Owls,
Cyclone of Scorpions,
Pride of lions,
Family of champions.

I hear voices of silent warriors,
Now's the time to unleash that powers,
Come together, dreamers of futures,
Come and joine us, will start the fight.
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