Whenever The Nation Needs Us,
The Angel Of Time Heeds Us,
Brave Fighting Men We Serve,
Who Fight Till The Last Nerve.
The Glory Of Days Past,
On Our Future Is Kast,
We Are Sure To Win We Will,
With A Vengeance Do We Kill.
When Truth is In Danger,
Then Fear is A Stranger,
Kourageous Killers Go Ahead,
The Deadly Path Do We Tread.
Our Kolours With Pride We Say,
Are Bright Orange And Grey,
From The Kastle Kourage Have We Got,
Kill'em Kut'em But Kneel 'Knot. |
