To Arms

Ye Western men, now called to glory,
Take up your swords for here we stand.
As we begin the new day's fighting,
Raise loud and strong our battle songs.
Raise loud and strong our battle songs.
Let all our foemen quail and tremble
As they gaze on our battle lines.
Oh hear the battle trumpets sound
The call that lifts our hearts to glory:

To arms! To arms ye brave!
Your mighty swords unsheathe!
Fight on! Fight on!
All hearts resolved
On victory this day.

And when the battle here is joined
Our words will ring across the field:
'Behold our swords and shields before you
As you prepare to meet your doom!
As you prepare to meet your doom!'
For all our foes will quickly tumble
Before our warriors mighty swords.
Let now the battle trumpet sound
The call to greater Western glory:

To arms! To arms ye brave!
Your mighty swords unsheathe!
Fight on! Fight on!
All hearts resolved
On victory this day.

Tune: 'Les Marseillaise'
By Sir William the Lucky
December VIII